A Styrofoam cup skips down Jackson Boulevard
\nfollowed by The Chicago Reader, a choreographed
\nseparation of pages. The top floors of Willis Tower
\nsway slightly. On the lake, waves rock small boats.
\nAt sidewalk caf\u00e9s on Printers Row, napkins
\nrise like kites. Postcards advertising books
\nand ads for literary societies take wing,
\nfly down the street following authors and readers.
\nA gust of wind catches a young woman\u2019s long hair
\nand short flared skirt as she walks with friends.
\nSuddenly, I see myself as seventeen, walking in wind,
\nmy skirt flying up, my face turning scarlet.<\/p>\n
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WILDA MORRIS<\/strong> is Workshop Chair of Poets and Patrons of Chicago and a past President of the Illinois State Poetry Society. Her poems have found homes in numerous anthologies, webzines, and print publications, including The Kerf<\/em>, The Ocotillo Review<\/em>, Pangolin Review<\/em>, and Journal of Modern Poetry<\/em>. She has won awards for formal and free verse and haiku. Her second poetry book, Pequod Poems: Gamming with Moby-Dick<\/em>, was published in 2019. Her poetry blog at wildamorris.blogspot.com<\/a> features a monthly poetry contest. She still likes to walk, even on windy days.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A Styrofoam cup skips down Jackson Boulevard followed by The Chicago Reader, a choreographed separation of pages. The top floors of Willis Tower sway slightly. On the lake, waves rock small boats. At sidewalk caf\u00e9s on Printers Row, napkins rise… Continue Reading
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