The roof is still leaking.
Outside, an inexplicable
motorcycle riff cuts across
wet winter night noise
while the calculator waits
behind the dryer beside January
Christmas basement boxes.
Yesterday, it rained before it rained
all day today while he said, "Magellan."
"Ponce de Leon is my favorite
explorer, but I like the way it sounds:
Magellan." He said it again and
again in the car during a downpour.
"Magellan, Magellan, Magellan,"
until the baby, too, like a torrent.
We never discovered an umbrella.
Felicia Sanzari Chernesky lives in Flemington, New Jersey, with her husband and their blended brood of four children, ages 2 to 13. She is a full-time mother and freelance instructor, writer, and editor whose articles and poetry has appeared in a variety of print and online publications, most currently saucyvox(dot)com, Her Circle Ezine, and Edison Literary Review (forthcoming). A former managing editor of the scholarly quarterly Academic Questions, Ms. Chernesky holds a B.A. in American poetry from the University of Pennsylvania. She is currently working on a collection of poems entitled “Paprika Road.”
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