Poetry by Kate McNairy
I’ve been longing for you,
minutes dog my hours—
a prism splits
early morning light.
There’s so much chatter
among colors
that I am not alone—
there is so much to feel
& in a clump of orange
tiger lilies by the road
petal touches petal.
Kate McNairy has a forthcoming chapbook from Finishing Line Press. Her work appears in Third Wednesday, Raven’s Perch and The Bluebird Word, among other journals. Kate lives in upstate New York.
