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Meg Smith is a writer, journalist, dancer and events producer living in Lowell, Mass., and who spent part of her childhood in Somerville. In addition to The Somerville Times’ Lyrical Somerville, her poetry has appeared recently in The Cafe Review, The Lowell Review, Muddy River Poetry Review, Poetry Bay, Acropolis Review, and many more. She is creator of Poe in Lowell, honoring Edgar Allan Poe’s three visits to Lowell, and a board member of Lowell Celebrates Kerouac. She is author of six poetry books and a short fiction collection, The Plague Confessor. She welcomes visits to megsmithwriter.com.

O Blue Vega

Meg Smith

I am blessed by light, the oldest light,
collecting nothing in years of thousands
but the dust of suns. In the dust,
we will revel, this star and I, something
ordinary for two beings unraveled in time.

The Shifting Hours: Night

In a world without sleep
I drift along the stairs,
and the hall I repainted
after my husband vanished from sparks
to smoke, and ever praying:
what a privilege, a hall.
What a privilege, a home, with
windows and stairs, and two doors.
Windows and doors will always free me.
I will rise to the net of bare trees.
I know nothing of cold.
I know nothing of waking times,
only moving within, without,
in my silence, created in my own true space.

Summer of Green Hills
For Douglas Bishop

You will always draw strands
of a warm day on a stony ridge,
heavy with sun;
child of the conifer woods, rising
due north, threading earth, sky
with bright words.

 — Meg Smith

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