Frank Diamond
Outside the bay window This gift to my late wife Given to her by her sister Years ago plopped in a hole No bigger than a shovel scoop Man, has that thing grown Cardinals sometimes peck the branches Pulling berries from icy weaves And my late wife’s wonderment Gentles me down corridors of dreams
Frank’s poem, “Labor Day,” was nominated for a Pushcart Prize Award. His short stories have appeared in RavensPerch, Insider, Kola: A Black Literary Magazine, Dialogual, Madras Mag, Reverential Magazine, the Examined Life Journal, Into the Void, Empty Sink Publishing, Zodiac Review, The Fictional Cafe and the Fredericksburg Literary & Art Review, among many other publications. Frank has had poetry published in Philadelphia Stories, Fox Chase Review, Deltona Howl, Artifact Nouveau, Black Bottom Review, and Feile-Festa. He lives in Langhorne, Pa.
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