To The Gnat That Died On My Forehead During the Hike Today
It was not your day.
Buzzing around humans
and pink lady slippers,
twirling in the wind
A gentle breeze
wafting you
under my hat’s brim
into the shade
to leave one last sting
as I pressured you
into bug heaven.
A tiny red welt
visible on my forehead
And your
broken body
lying now
in a muddy ditch
left for
the crows
their shrill caw-caw
announcing the midday meal.
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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 2016, 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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