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Francine Walls
NOVELIST & POET


Mom (for Bethany)
She was the best mom. In hard times, she’d put a Bible under my pillow so words of comfort mingled with my dreams. (Fear not, for I bring...


Migration
we must find a new home. Five billion years — the earth falls into the sun’s embrace and will not let her go. Our species needs five...


Haiku, Japanese Garden
The shrine within me. Dew on the blades of grass shines on my dream lake. A feather drifts by, aimless wanderer stop here. Oh, it is a...


Famine
the dead must be washed, every part, to stand before God clean. Hands bound, feet bound, the child lies on the ground, the skull too big...


Psalm One
(“I found within me an invincible summer.” Albert Camus ) messed up, squandered your money. You have destroyed your health, & you bristle...


Giant Pacific Octopus
look carefully around, then worry. It can scuttle over land. Longer than a car, it squeezes through an orange-size hole. The beak? In...


Farewell
I am turned to ash I want you knowing that I hear your footfalls in the ancient forest, the scream of hawks, the water crazy-mad flowing...


Apricot Moon
Ignition on, the key worn down almost straight now, on the dashboard, a pack of Camels lying on maps among rock samples and tufts of...


Prism
tosses off colors, swirling, a flutterance – no thought of loss or want or farewell, brilliance for a shilling or a dime or naught...


Transformation
You are trapped in the gyre, drifting in the ocean without oxygen in a mass the size of Texas. You can escape. Lean close. You must throw...
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