The jabberwocky knew
of a time
when the pitter patter of rain drops
on the roof
outside the window
wouldn’t stop her
from escaping
into the cold black night
far away from
should have
and know better
because those pricks
still loved to spoil her fun.
Often lurking in the shadows
long enough
for her conscience, a chronic foot-dragger
to catch up
to remind her there would be hell to pay
for this, that and the other
tally the sweeping I told you-so’s
prompting her to
run even farther and
wonder if this was the time
she’d dream up someplace better.
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C. S. De Dona
Author, Poet, Photographer, domestic violence survivor, and naturalized immigrant, Cornelia is currently an Arts and Letters member of The Southwest Florida Branch of The National League Of American Pen Women.
Cornelia lived in Kaneohe, Hawaii, for thirty-six years. Also, seven years in the Mid-Hudson Valley of New York. She now resides in North Fort Myers, Florida.
Her poems and photography are published in print, online, and in Rain Bird, a literary and art journal of the University of Hawaii's Windward Community College (2008-2013).
In 2013, Cornelia received Rain Bird's Kolokolea Poetry Prize for her poem, "Speaking French."
In 2015 her chapbook "Hawaiian Time," entered in the National League of American Pen Women's Vinnie Ream contest, was awarded third place in their inaugural multi-discipline category.
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