untitled

Bren Simmers

A gift of Island poetry | curated by Deirdre Kessler

Save Article Share Tweet

Strollers stake out shady maples
while kids ride noodles
in the wading pool,
bob in water wings.
Moms up to their
knees cool off, while
tweens sight targets
with Super Soakers.
Shrieks, splashes, running in
and out in T-shirts, shorts.
Nothing like free water
in summer. The beach
too far to walk. This park a shared
backyard, erases divides, draws
zebra foals and lion pups
to the watering hole.

 

—Bren Simmers, Hastings Sunrise, Nightwood Editions, 2015.

Deirdre Kessler selects a poem a month by an Island poet for The Buzz.

A Gift of Island PoetryDeirdre Kesslerpoetry