Thursday, February 23, 2017




Commerce

Face downward,
bent and old,
a woman leans
upon a cane
wends her way
to Macy's door.
What purchase
could be worth this toil?
A fry pan, a nightgown,
a present for a child?
Or words about the weather
and a priceless touch
when money changes hands.

Bridget Harwell

Thursday, February 9, 2017





For Elizabeth

Sit down and be quiet
nasty woman
with the big mouth.
OMG
Cackling and clucking
across the land,
feathers flying.
Ladies and bitches,
out of the coop!
Flap your wings
and roar.

Bridget Harwell

Thursday, February 2, 2017





Routine


You would not know
that they were sisters,
except for the tilt of the head
and the family nose.
One all bones
the other broad and lumpy.
Tired from the procedure,
the frail one waited behind the glass door
nothing inside her but time.
She watched her sister
lurch across the parking lot,
a duffel bag in motion.
Elbows held tight against her ribs
trying to steer herself.
She had a turned-out left foot.
It seemed to say
"Let's go the other way."

Bridget Harwell