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Maggie Mackay

On Considering Courage Six apple trees and companion ladders, six wooden rungs. Blossom showers grass tufts, casting snow rings on the earth. I plant one bare foot on the first spar and curve my arthritis, feeling for wood. My hands … Continue reading

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Maggie Mackay

Moon Gazing   1 She’s a skinny dipper on the Mellon Udrigle tide-line winding light along my darling’s crescent 2 the brush of a white cat’s whiskers at midnight – 3 through clear sky, the spin of a silver coin … Continue reading

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Maggie Mackay

The Glaistig We please her at the gloaming by the pond with a pool of milk in a millstone cradle not warm at all or scorn-boiled. Solstice, all seasons, each generation. We flatten against the standing stone never knowing how … Continue reading

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