Aquarelle
 

Look at all this color—our kitchen walls so orange
you could peel them, slice them into perfect wedges.
The living room, too, with its muted sage, and brush

strokes so fine you can only see them when the sunlight
creeps. There is green everywhere: in the ficus,
in the drooping leaves of lily and iris, in dinner plates

tucked away in odd nooks. But when I look at us, I see
watercolor—hues so slight, neither of us can find the scarlet,
the amber, the purple pulled from a just-plucked orchid.  

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I am a recent graduate of the University of Wisconsin-Parkside where I received a BA in English with a writing concentration. Currently, I am preparing for a graduate program in Milwaukee and hope to begin study in the fall of 2008. I live and work in Wisconsin. I have a beautiful, energetic little boy named Uriah and a fiancé named Sam—both the loves of my life. My poems have previously appeared or are forthcoming in Eclectica, Lily, The Potomac, Stirring & Shakespeare’s Monkey Review.
E-mail:ebruno2 at wi dot rr dot com  

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autumn 2007 | kaleidowhirl
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