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Wednesday, November 21, 2012


by Joan Mazza
                           for those still suffering

Along the streets of New York, Long Island,
and Staten Island, mounds of debris at the curb
after Hurricane Sandy. Couches and bedding,
pillows and papers, broken dinnerware.
Soggy books already molding. Boats on lawns,
cars deluged. Homes washed away or burned.

Like after Andrew in Miami—
equal to thirty years worth of garbage,
truck after truck in a caravan to the landfill.

Years of clothing gone, some new, coats
knitted sweaters, handmade quilts, towels,
embroidered tablecloths. Trashed.

Some things can’t be replaced by insurance:
the stuffed dog I’ve had since I was three,
my notebooks with first drafts of poetry.
family portraits on the wall, these pie tins
handled by my mother, ladle my grandmother
brought back from Italy. Beloved junk.
Joan Mazza has worked as a psychotherapist, writing coach, certified sex therapist, and medical microbiologist, has appeared on radio and TV as a dream specialist. She is the author of six books, including Dreaming Your Real Self (Perigee/Putnam). Her work has appeared in Kestrel, Stone’s Throw, Rattle, Writer's Digest, Playgirl, and Writer's Journal. She now writes poetry and does fabric art in rural central Virginia.