Poetry by Poem Mary Shay McGuire
roses close tight at twilight
it has happened
It will happen again
I smell the snow in winter
suddenly I am a child again
in a wool cap in New England
the cat’s coat is black luxury
once I found a cat
someday I will find another
About the Poet
Mary Shay McGuire lives and writes in central Pennsylvania. She graduated from The Pennsylvania State University with an MFA and taught there. She has published numerous poems and also creative nonfiction and is in the process of compiling a chapbook
These seemingly disparate thoughts lace together into a sense of longing and continuity. Fine work!
Thank you, Sarah. 🌺🌸🐈🌬
I like the disparate images, woven into a good poem.
Glad to hear your thoughts, Karen. 💨🌸💨🐈😀