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A Poem: Wild Goose Chase
Dogged in the pursuit of peace,
the windows slam shut. Sounds
of leaf blowers, lawn mowers
are muffled if not erased by her
chosen confinement.
The phone is on "Rest." No dings,
no music suddenly interrupting
time needed to regroup. To
rethink what has sent her on
a wild goose chase at finding
happiness this late in life.
© Tina Hudak
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| Tina Hudak |
Tina Hudak is an artist and writer who lives only six miles from the U.S. Capitol. She wishes it were further. Her work is held by The Library of Congress, the University of Maryland Special Collections, and other esteemed institutions. She is not sure why. She appreciates those who are kind to all living things.
Thank you, Barbara!
ReplyDeleteI love your poem, Tina!
ReplyDeleteI wonder why goose chases are always wild.
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