Gerry Mooney lives and writes in Ottawa, Canada. Her work has won awards and appeared in a number of Canadian anthologies and on-line.
A Cleave About a String of Pearls
Peering from her aerie - the island is mutable
wet roads thread the town - blurred by a gauzy gray curtain
buildings appear, disappear - under low-lying clouds stuffed
like loose balls of cotton - into mountain crevasses
and she turns away - her aged spine stooped,
searches through memories - formed eons ago
hidden in her knitting basket - as tectonic plates shifted
collecting dropped stitches - creating her string of pearls.