Poetry Porch: Poetry


Sunday Travel
by Llyn Clague

Sitting under a low-slung striped beach umbrella
in front of a house with worn-out off-white paint
and no newspaper, much less a weekend supplement,

in a steady light rain a fourteen-year-old girl,
in a white jersey, with dark hair and bare legs,
absorbs the book propped up on her thighs,

a furrow in her forehead showing how far she is
from the tall pines, two-track dirt road, and granite
bedrock of the deep back-country she has never left.

Copyright © 2013 by Llyn Clague.