It was hot again that night,
on an isle of sea and sand.
A small wild girl sat fishing,
scraped knees upon the land.
The tide was rushing out,
as twilight had begun,
exposing crabs and clams,
by dinner’s midnight sun.
She’d crouched into the water still,
while seagulls flew on by,
and waited for a tempting bite,
beneath the star-filled sky.
The prize she waited for,
while gliding on its way,
did not surpass this small lass,
who waited in the bay,
and as it swam, she reached out her hand,
and scooped it clean away.
She took it home to show the clan
this trophy fish she caught with her bare hands
to confirm that daughters can also do
whatever in hell they set their minds to.
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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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