A poem reflecting a painting
Page of Burnt Umber
A left arm stretches to
toss toast, burnt,
from a second floor
window to feed
wild birds.
Pockets stuffed
with apples, sliced,
bruised, and lips
suck skin from a grape.
Roots of a weeping willow
push earth up and out
near a garden
burning trash -
Steinbeck on booze
a left hemisphere
exposed.
Nancy Duci Denofio
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