Tag Archives: Paula Goldman

by kwintersteen | 02/21/2022 · 5:34 am

Autumn Shadows

by Paula Goldman

Deepening shadows, evening darkness
early, lingering in the morning. Clear
lake views, dropping leaves. I ache for summer’s
levity, the beach, the ocean of my youth,

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Golden Autumn

by Paula Goldman

after Monet’s Impression, Sunrise (1873)

Each morning when the sun streams
into the bedroom from the lake,
I see Monet’s Impression, Sunrise.
How he did it in one sitting! No,
he was standing at a window
overlooking the harbor at Le Havre. Continue reading →

Life Is Not a Novel

by Paula Goldman

“Let sleeping dogs lie,” you say

rolling over when I tell you

Molly and Leopold Bloom slept

head to tail end, stopped

having sex.
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by hipacificreview | 08/12/2014 · 12:26 pm

The Necklace

by Paula Goldman

The stone stands its ground,
Worn away turning
in the whirls of surf,
chuffed to the beach, sun-
drenched, rain-washed,
a map of injuries. Continue reading →