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  Thomas Jardine now lives in San Antonio with his wife and child and is a private investor in Real Estate. Only one chapbook to his name, Thomas spends at least five hours a day working on poems that try to pare over-whelmed emotions to simple honesty.  


Spring 2007

Table of Contents - Vol. III, No. 1

Poetry    Translations    Interview    Essays    Fiction    Book Notes & Reviews

 

Thomas Jardine

 

Say Hello


Shoes in the morning, hat, bandana at noon.
Sandals in the evening. No wheels allowed.
A bicycle, a garden cart can stay.

No wings but bird wings. Dragonflies, of course;
butterflies, moths. No newspaper thud.

Books of stories, ok. A journal with tea.
No TV. TV sucks your brains out.
No stupid internet. Music? Melody.
Food? Oranges. Drink? Water.

No stressed friend, quarrelsome love,
no needy nerd. Power off the phone.
Arrange the lawn chair. Say hello to you.

 

© Thomas Jardine

Poetry    Translations    Interview    Essays    Fiction    Book Notes & Reviews

   
     

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