The Water Colour (remembering a painting by Paul W. Brown, bought in Georgia by the poet's mother) Daisies spilling over out of a tin pale. Helens, Georgia. A water color in the mind and above the secretary. A gallery of flowers that could be clutched for the girl seen eye to eye. A memory now in a frame. Sentimental value. Becoming a river of restaurants and log cabins. And gift shops. And family now gone. As if a signature makes the painting authentic. Daniel Barbare Danny P. Barbare resides in the Carolinas. His poetry has recently been published in Doxa, Blood and Thunder, and Rhubarb. He has been nominated for Best of Net and has won The Jim Gitting's Award. He works as a janitor at a local Y. barbaredaniel@yahoo.com
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May 2022
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