Poetry by Mary Shay McGuire
when I could step
noiselessly
into the garden
believing I could
see each new leaf,
see tomatoes tiny as peas
their slightest fuzzed leaves
everywhere their aroma
and wild cucumber corkscrewed
up the cosmos
in thrilled abandon
I miss the evening
smell of the soil
maybe a soft breeze
maybe a cat walking
through the next yard
now darkness descends
so soon, so early
so slow the fading of the light
About the Poet
Mary Shay McGuire was introduced to poetry in grammar school when she was given book of poetry. Poetry has been with her since then and the gift was the impetus for her beginning to write poetry. She graduated from Newton College of the Sacred Heart—now part of Boston College– and then studied painting in Paris. Later she graduated from the Pennsylvania State University with an MFA in Writing Poetry. She has published poems in Vita Brevis, Literary Heist, Literary Yard, Eclectica, and other venues and has won the Hackney Prize for Poetry and the New Millennium Prize.
Strong, beautiful images. Thanks.
“So slow the fading of the night”
Beautiful ending to this lovely poem, well supported by an artist I admire.