September 2018

Blue Dreams

September 29, 2018by DyAnne Korda

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Blue dreams fill my sleep. I am writing

as three women ancestors smile and nod

with each word that I put to paper. Backs

against my bed’s stiff headboard, we sit

in a row, our legs straight and crossed at

the ankles. Rose, Kasia and Hannah, tell me

your stories. Let me hear your laughter

and know your light. Let the Lake’s dark

basin overflow in our laps as autumn songs

tumble from your lips, then rise in coral mist.