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On the kitchen counter,
two bananas
have been baking
for days, slowly,
their spots of age
brown in the open flame
of words--not directed at them
but that threaten
to burn up the skin
and turn back
the ratchet of time
exposes the glowing
conversation that warmed
the grasslands of the living
room
and the giraffness
of the bananas
as I watch them grow
old
reminds me of
us
walking
walking
in slow motion
above the dead
grass, reaching
for the leaves
above our heads--camouflage
hide--seeking to rhyme
with the darkening sky.
Trying somehow to make it still
life.
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There is a tomato
red and round
on the counter.
To you it is
just a vegetable
from our backyard garden.
I see a deeper blush
and imagine the seeds
slippery as fish eyes
and as golden
promulgating inside.
I slice it in half
and then in half again.
I serve the quarters
at dinnertime
with a sprinkling
of coarse salt.
When it has been eaten,
I still imagine the warm skin
against my palm,
the heavy expectancy.
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Terry Lucas grew up in the Four Corners area of New Mexico, receiving
his B.A. in philosophy and English from New Mexico State University,
studying under the poet, Keith Wilson, who remains his mentor and
friend.
He
graduated from Southwestern Seminary and served on church staff for some
three years before doing post-graduate work in clinical psychology at
North Texas State University.
He
has lived on the West Coast, both in the U.S. and in Canada, relocating
to Chicago five months ago to work on an M.F.A. in poetry at Columbia
College.
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A
Seattle native now living in Spokane, Washington, Teresa has been
writing poetry since her early teens. During the past three years she's
had over 200 poems published in 50 online and print journals. She is the
author of one book of poems "In What Furnace?” available through
Amazon. In 1999 she was nominated for the Pushcart by the Melic Review.
She has had several short stories published online in Cenotaph and is
the author of two as yet unpublished novels.
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