Election Day
Monday. We walked a trail of soggy leaves
and watched large birds, black against the sky,
as they commented on our presence.
Red berries hung on bushes, yellow berries
crept on vines across a fallen tree trunk,
leaves twirled down.
Tuesday. Ill-at-ease, we wait for results
today beyond the empty field and woods;
no bird sounds to guide our spirits,
no fragrant air to breathe,
no signs of moss growing from decay
to reassure us.
Joanne Grumet‘s chapbook Garden of Eve was published by Finishing Line Press in 2020 and her poems have appeared online and in print in journals and anthologies. In addition, Grumet’s poetry can be found in the archives of the Brooklyn Museum. Her songs and poetry were featured on cable tv in South Deerfield, Massachusetts and can be seen at The Song Joanne Grumet Vimeo.
The Marbled Sigh 