June 2023
Sarah White
sarahwhitepages@gmail.com
Bio Note:  I am a former Professor of French and, in retirement, use my time for writing, occasionally publishing poems in periodicals known and unknown. My recent poetic memoir is The Poem Has Reasons: a story of Far Love (Cos Madres press, 2022). I have also taken up painting and am always looking for others who practice the visual or verbal arts. I now live in a retirement community in South Hadley, Massachusetts.

Yucca on White Sands

My mother, the dune,
gave me these bells and said:

“Rattle them. Summon the rain,
your inconstant father.” 

She made a spiny skirt
and said: “Wear this.  You live
by yourself.”

She said: “Here comes the wind.
I’ll be shifting.   Remember your thousands
of toes.  Curl them in clumps
of cold, dark sand

and hold on.”
©2023 Sarah White
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