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Tuesday, March 10, 2026

THE BURNT HAND

The rengay is a form of linked verse consisting of six thematic verses collaborated by two or three poets with alternating 3 and 2-sentence stanzas. For The Burnt Hand I collaborated with David Bogomolny at The Skeptic's Kaddish.  It was his suggestion and encouragement that birthed this poem. It took several days (at least on my end) but we did it!


THE BURNT HAND

smoke shrouded Quebec
singing sparrow doesn't sense         (yvonne)
her demise is near

burgers hissing on iron
dad wipes  his watering eyes            (david)

sleeves rolled elbows bowed
she reclaims her patch of green        (yvonne)
from desert's burnt hand

cracks in the sidewalks
dandelions pushing through              (david)
before getting sprayed

cut logs piled precision high
stumps remembrer touching sky       (yvonne)

Amazon clearing
gaps widen in canopy                          (david)
wingbeats fade away


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