Rose Mary Boehm is a German-born British national living and writing in Lima, Peru, and author of two novels as well as six poetry collections. Roses, poppies, convolvulus and stone slabs can be found in her garden but she does not possess an urn. Her poems have been published in both online and print journals, including The Ekphrastic Review. Winged fritillaries flutter, shift, settle.īased in the United Kingdom, Dorothy Burrows enjoys writing poetry, flash fiction and short plays. Shivers a hoverfly deeper into the petals Though her hands grasp sheets, her fingertips trail Rising and falling as sun rays bleach the blindsīut her mind still lingers in strange meadows. Strewn with more swathes of morning glory Twists herself into the bluest of bindweeds With this bouquet that speaks to living plight They found by greater hand their time and place? in which, though each indeed would stand alone,Īll came to know, by master plan, embraceĪs means with which, like finely chiseled stone, Who chose and cut each coloured stem to lengthīecoming briefly joy of beauty's strength. To Rachel Ruysch Regarding Roses, Convolvulus, Poppies and Other Flowers in an Urn on a Stone Ledge Most recent chapbook is forthcoming from Cyberwit Press, When Wilding Returns. Poetry published in three countries and several languages including translation into Chinese some recent work appears in Of Rust and Glass Awakenings Project, Rosebud, Moss Piglet, Poetry Hall, The Ekphrastic Review, and forthcoming from the San Antonio Review.

Professor emerita of the English department from a campus of the University of Wisconsin System, also a retired librarian who served in a log cabin in the north woods of the state.

Roses tumbling, waterfalls over pearl lustre Profusion of peony reds with dark seeded centres Until you, the student, became the teacher

Dusk in rustic poems