Sabbath Day

A breezy Sunday, full of intent talk and laughter, seedlings – onions, tomatoes, nasturtiums – sprouting by the day, leftover rainbow cake from a birthday, the neighbor boy who pogo-sticked down the muddy road.

Sunlight splashing in puddles from melting snow, brilliant as chips of broken mica.

… But once I held
a kingfisher
in my hands,
I touched its blue power.
That may be the only time
I ever do….

– Janisse Ray, “Kingfisher,” in  A House of Branches

 

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About Brett Ann Stanciu

A writer and sugarmaker, Brett Ann lives with her two daughters in stony soil Vermont. Her novel HIDDEN VIEW was published by Green Writers Press in the fall of 2015. Let my writing speak for itself.
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