Janet Cannon Poems

in the back yard garden under
the kitchen window the crocuses

have arrived donned in deep purple
...

phoning at eleven
solstice day having bought
hay from a neighbor
to seal freeze-up winds
...

we meet by the fresh
orange juice stand

at port authority we
...

rambling
country road
geese, sheep
cows, horses
...

when they removed
her baby panda

dead in captivity
...