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