Muse in Miniature

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Contributor: Joan McNerney

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The morning mist roams
back and forth like a
voiceless wanderer.

More startling than
that windowpane red with sun
are your ice blue eyes.

Deep winterset night.
Sleepless stars glide through the sky
in aerial ballet.

Even Goya's portraits
are less intriguing than faces
of frost on my window.

A snowflake
falls in my surprised eyes
...all is black.

In our frail world
even meteors, the eyes of heaven,
fall like dust from God’s hands.

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Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Blueline, Spectrum, and three Bright Spring Press Anthologies. She has been nominated three times for Best of the Net. Four of her books have been published by fine small literary presses.


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