Tuesday, March 14, 2006

I DREAM BUSH APOLOGIZES TO THE WORLD

by Hazel Smith Hutchinson


midway through the coldest night
his face comes to me
his journey carved deep
his eyes like stoned jewels

between each broken syllable
rock-solid words melt and
let bleed his salted voice:
I’m sorry


Born and raised in Maine, Hazel Smith Hutchinson now enjoys the empty nest with her husband in the openness of Kansas. She has a great appreciation for life, solitude and dreams. Hazel Smith Hutchinson has been published in The Mid-America Poetry Review, The Flint Hills Review, and on-line at Intercultural@Platform, and PW Review.