In the Mirror

Stone Soup Magazine
April 2019

By Anna Calegari

  It’s not surprising I look like a monochrome: The only colors are pink laces on my shoes And purple bags beneath my eyes. Like an old-fashioned...

  Silence shine When the silence goes over the mountains And when it goes down into the sea We never know how far it’s going to go In the sea or in the...

  I am a wave I splash on soft shore I feel the yellow sand Fishes gliding in me All windy days I am so big Sometimes So big Called A tsunami On sunny days I...

  Oh, flowers, smelling like nothing else Your colors shining in the sun Sitting on the ground and grass and swishing in the trees Your petals blowing...

  I am a singer and a vet I wonder how people develop personalities I hear flowers singing I see a magic carpet I want my dog to talk I am a singer and a...

  I stand here, still in the open air, paused in a lawn of crisp, crackly leaves. I feel sorry they had to die. I’d feel bad to crunch. I stand still in...

  Bright moonlight fills the rainy forest. Trees’ leaves glisten with rain. The shadow of a wolf slices the white glow. His paws softly touch the damp mud. He...

  Up, out of the Spree! (of the city) he said We should get out of town! (in the meadow) Do you know how breakneck it is? to be alone (on a dusty bridge) when...

  The wind teaches the bare trees how to dance The trees try but they are not agile and thrash like a beached fish I wonder why the wind does not just give...

  Night is dark and mysterious. Every soul is asleep. Even the tiny baby birds don’t make a sound for we know the moon is quite big its falling, glowing gaze...