Poetry by Carrie Magness Radna
Wonder what is on the living room television
at this hour of the day,
when the blue hour takes hold
of the house, transforming
it into a magical spot
ready for the nighttime?
Mom is still driving on Route 71;
5 minutes away, she’s bringing home
roasted chicken for dinner, her family
is bored, sunburned
from a day at the pond
Daddy is airing out his sandy shoes
out on the porch; he pours some wine
and sets out some Italian salami
he knows his wife likes,
with some aged Parmesan
And the kids are still bored
in front of the TV
as night grows deeper.
About the Poet
Carrie Magness Radna is an audiovisual cataloger at New York Public Library, a choral singer, and a poet who loves traveling. Her poems have previously appeared in The Oracular Tree, Mediterranean Poetry, Shot Glass Journal, and First Literary Review-East. Born in Norman, Oklahoma, she lives with her husband in Manhattan.
Vita Brevis Press. 
I’m picturing a family down the Jersey shore—bored and sunburned. Nice one, Carrie.