A trampled
shag rug
to the furnace room, and
the sequestered
vinyl davenport
the woman wants to sell

“My mother’s,” she breathes
tracing dust
with an aging finger
hauling the
couch seat open;
a smooth olive plane

“My mother’s house,”
she sighs
mounting steps
to vacant chambers
draperies droop
as though
from dry absence
her mother
will someday

Joan MacIntosh

Joan lives in St. John’s, NL and writes poetry and prose. She recently completed a memoir entitled, The Poacher’s Cabin and other cottage Journeys. "Poacher" was published in the South Shore Review. Joan’s poetry has been published in TicleAce, Newfoundland Quarterly, Leafpress and others.