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Volume Two, Number One

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Denise Mostacci Sklar


 

Ringing in the New Year

Cleaned refrigerator
today
something red
spilled sticky
old food
rotted
plastic lid
lifts
oozing purple
in pesto
felt like
young
housewife
on old TV
commercial
c.1965
sparkling
neat



Coolidge Corner

In Brookline Village
where I turn
the corner
she sits with
black hair
long
pulled into
ponytail,
crouched down
with back against
storefront,
legs bent up
close to body
hide under violet
sweater, v-neck
and soft,
her two knees
shaped like breasts
jutting out.

Eyes glare into
stillness of warm
autumn day,
cardboard coffee
cup in hand
for coins.

Large squares
of concrete
sidewalk connect-
form lines, narrow
grooves with
cigarette butts
head to head
like trains
on track
waiting





A Different Window


Sunlight frames a different
window with brightness
that looks out
to leaves talking
fast-high up, half hidden
behind isosceles tip of
rooftop- shingled brown and
checkered on house
next door of Sally and Ed,
her old now with Alzheimer’s,
on porch waving and
smiling behind
her flowered garden,
tall bushes growing high.

 


Denise Mostacci Sklar is a dancer and personal trainer in the Gyrotonic method of body work. She recently began her writing careeer, publishing her first poems in Poetry Super Highway and in the syndicated Somerville News column, Lyrical.

February, 2012
 

 

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