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This poem is in response to the photograph "Perspective" by Shamaya Sutton in Flumes Volume 1: Issue 2, Winter 2016 (page 44).
Summer 2017 Ekphrastic Challenge Submission
A Woman I Hardly Know
by Janet Lee Warman
takes me to the bog trails,
pine planks sun bleached to almond
winding through bracken. We feed
bread to the carp, cannot toss far
enough to reach the turtle paddling
away from us. I lean on the rail.
This year without you everything
has led me to the spaces,
green but gaping. I see promises,
like the serrated edges of leaves,
everywhere.