You girls are perfect saplings.
You had fear I could smell from my chair
but because you have been practicing
and practicing you were able to forget I was there.
You have shown a keen interest in pitch and a yearning
for nuance. I write here with a heavy hand, not from fervor
but because these words must go three copies deep.
This is yours; the second, for the association of judges; the third
for my files where it will be pressed amongst the others.
Nancy Kangas lives in Columbus, Ohio. Her poetry has been published in print and online, and for over a decade she edited Nancy’s Magazine. She writes and draws for Muse magazine, and often teaches poetry in residencies sponsored by the Ohio Arts Council. Nancy works as a cut-flower grower, florist and public librarian.