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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4549 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Green Remains Gold Michael MV (Michael Virga) Gems are judged by the light moving through them. Inclusions show if they are natural. I order a new ring for St. Patrick's: Franklin Mint's collectible Celtic Cross - like shamrock - the glowing stone on breastplates - emerald, bezel-set, floating centered. They Fed-X; it comes just on time, as hoped, for the annual writer's conference, held each spring on campus at the college where my father & I earned our degrees. Lord of rings - electro plated cross 'round my neck. The shirt-jacket is forest green. I wear it on my third; from the pinky, a lion's head roars on a band of gold; left middle, a band shaped like those atop cigars. My hands sport a gold trinity. First, I find this zine with Galway Kinnell on the cover; soon he signs his headshot. Lunch - shamrock broccoli. For St. Paddy's, I say; food coloring, says another. We purchase a chapbook from an award winning poet; he reads, we follow along: where transept crosses nave, 4 gold braids fuse to a clover, genuine green at core. Pied Piper signs: Michael, Thanks for helping to make this a successful conference. I collect golden green, undivided days to remain fearlessly enchanted: to be a rock that rolls but does not stone. |
