From “Hawaiian Time” by Cornelia DeDona, published 2016
Your drive flew the distance
rolled within inches of my feet
as I prepared
to sink
my one putt.
It was a Tuesday. The sky was blue.
In recognition
I presented you with a bird
a ten-second
pink-gloved
middle finger salute.
My foursome exchanged winks,
pissed at you,
proud of me.
Undaunted and fearless,
I arrived.
Don’t hit into us
we jeer later
our reproaches lobbed
over nachos and beer.
I paid my dues.
No stopping me now.
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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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