"What's the world for you if you can't make it up the way you want."

-Jazz, Toni Morrison


Jean's Sonnet

Jean's Sonnet

I dreamed one night of a lover so pure,
A sharer of secrets most intimate,
Not of boasts nor proclaimings counterfeit,
Of whose intentions I was ever sure.
He'd worship me earth-bound Aphrodite.
And I, he, my most gentle Hephaestus.
But, with no Ares to come betwixt us,
Free we'd be to cher'sh our love almighty.
He would surprise all with his virtues rare.
From such an unassuming man would come
Treasures and gems of a prodigious sum,
And the pow'r to deliver from despair.
And, lo, 'ere came a knight to rescue me.
'Tis certain, my love, I dreamèd of thee


Kirsten Cummins has settled in Tucson, AZ with her husband and multiple animals, and earns income by running a combination library and museum.

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