Kay T. Fields
Bio Note: I am a retired lady with a varied list of interests. Poetry is my first love and I have published mostly poetry. My memoir, Godsmacked: A Memoir of Mania, Mayhem and Mischief was published in 2021 by Bambaz Press. Most of my time is spent with my four-year-old Yorkie, Victoria. We enjoy walks, our garden and car rides if they don't end at the vet or groomers.
“Orange is red brought nearer to humanity by yellow.” Wassily Kandinsky My daily drive includes a glimpse of that orange mailbox. A wan orange, the shade of melting sherbet, or that persimmon, plastic coffee cup, stained inside that Daddy refused to relinquish for a new mug. This familiar mailbox makes me lighthearted, with a smile smoothing the deep furrows of fatigue. Someone took their daily drabness and painted a melon shade on the box that invokes images of traffic cones, clown fish, amber, fall leaves, Cheetos, life rafts, Halloween, and Tigger. If I allow myself to recall those kitchen cannisters from the 70s, my mouth fills with regret. Orange knobs on top of those cannisters were the exact shade of this mailbox. As those peach phantoms fill my mind, a spectral scent of gingerbread baking wafts through today’s worries. Passing the mailbox, I note this box never gapes open, a neglected, forlorn object that reveals interior wounds and betrayals. It stays an apricot beacon stalwart against the ravages of lost loves, missed moments, and unwritten letters.
©2022 Kay T. Fields
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