how strange that line of night
where dreams flesh
and dance to inner rhythms
where all seems consequential
bits and pieces of here and now
fall on waiting soils
to seed and bloom and flourish
night flowers
whose long shadows tease
in quibbling irritations
day lit hours
Wild Transitions Contents
Post Published: 13 April 2010
Author: Janet Butler
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Poetry
Janet Butler developed her passions for both watercolors and poetry while living in central Italy, where she spent more than 20 years. She relocated to the San Francisco Bay Area in 2005 and currently lives in Victorian Alameda with Fulmi, a beautiful Spaniel mix she rescued in Italy and brought back with her.
She teaches ESL in San Francisco and Italian, privately, over a cappuccino in a coffee house in Alameda. Some recent publications include The Chaffey Review, 13th Warrior, Plainsongs, Locust and Cutthroat. Shadowlines was published as a full-length collection by Gatto Publishing in 2007. She was recently awarded first and second place, HM, in the Berkeley Bay Area Poetry Coalition's annual Maggi H. Meyer Memorial Contest.
She is a member of The Alameda Island Poets and the Frank Better Center for the Arts. Her watercolors and a selection of poetry may be seen at JanetLeeButler.com
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