Anna’s poem ‘An Early Dinner’ was selected for publication in ThunkBook One.
An Early Dinner
She sits on the rails
of the collapsing veranda
swinging her legs
in the balmy breeze.
The screen door flaps
scrub turkeys ferret.
The table is set with mis-
matching knives and forks.
Everyone is there
quirky as the cutlery and cups —
chipped and cracked, completely
nuts, but there.
First published in ThunkBook One, ‘An Early Dinner’, 2013