Woman of the Dunes

I have something to say, she said,
sweeping the sand,
her ballad swelling in dust,
the hair, skin, fingernails
candlewax and confetti
composted on the garden walk.
Sand hisses in her broom.

This poem “Woman of the Dunes” originally appeared in Mothers & Daughters. Spec. issue of Canadian Literature 109 (Summer 1986): 56.

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