The Salt Coast Sages

The Salt Coast Sages: Kelly Lombardi

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Kelly Lombardi at the Porter Library, Machias, Maine





IN MEMORIUM

M. Kelly Lombardi
May 6 1930- September 9, 2008






      
                                                    The Caretaker of the Unicorn
                                                                 
                                                                   In my next life
                                                                     I will raise a unicorn
                                                                     a lovely white unicorn
                                                                     with a dashing mane,
                                                                     blue eyes, and a
                                                                     golden horn

                                                                  We will sit in the garden
                                                                     and converse
                                                                     about the circularity
                                                                     of the earth and discuss
                                                                     the aptness of the circle
                                                                     as metaphor.

                                                                   Perhaps, too, as I brush
                                                                     his/her mane (all unicorns
                                                                     are hermaphroditic, you know)
                                                                     
I will ask what name
                                                                     it will please her 
                                                                     to be called.

                                                                   Gem, it is, then; Gem,
                                                                     tell me, do you really travel
                                                                     down through time
                                                                     carrying all the wisdom
                                                                     you've learned each life
                                                                     with you?  
        
                                                                   How wonderful
                                                                     to have that gift
                                                                     to be wise each time
                                                                     you come back,
                                                                     wiser than when you left
                                                                     the last time.

                                                                  Perhaps, you say, 
                                                                    but there are times
                                                                    like now when
                                                                    the trees are in bloom
                                                                    the clouds are hurrying
                                                                    through blue skies

                                                                 The breeze is ruffling
                                                                    my mane, the sun
                                                                    is warming my horn,
                                                                    that I think
                                                                    I would like to take
                                                                    a long rest this time.

                                                                 It is not
                                                                   so easy you know
                                                                   being a unicorn
.
      
                                                                                                M, Kelly Lombardi 

     




                               To  hear the Salt Coast Sages tribute to M. Kelly Lombardi
                                  on WRITERS FORUM hosted by Joan Clemmons, go to
                                     www.weru.org archives for December 11, 2008.






Press Release   September 3, 2008
Machias Valley News Observer  


     M. Kelly Lombardi of Roque Bluffs has been chosen by the editors of The Aroostook Review as the "spotlighted" author in that literary journal's current issue.
     Five of Lombardi's poems appear in the journal along with her photograph and a lengthy profile of her by Sharon Bray, a fellow poet and journalist.
     Lombardi is a widely-published poet whose work has been collected in a book entitled Tuscany Light and in an anthology entitled Full Moon Rising, both available from Moon Pie Press.  Also she has long been a teacher of poetry in the Sunrise Senior College at the University of Maine at Machias.  She is the founder and director of the annual Roque Bluffs Poetry Festival. She is the leader of a group of Down East poets called the Salt Coast Sages.  And she writes the "Poetryland" column in the Machias Valley News Observer.
     The Aroostook Review is an online journal published by the English Program at the University of Maine at Fort Kent.  The journal's tribute to Lombardi appears in its summer 2008 issue, which is accessible at http://aroostookreview.umfk.maine.edu.



A Used Bookstore

On a rainy day, what
better place to be
than in a used bookstore
with a rump-sprung
chair and a one-eyed
cat, a well-masked
fluffy-furred dog.
 
A good used bookstore
is where there's a read-
ing light and a crate
by the chair where you
can pile a bunch of treasures.

Some will be old
friends, some will soon
be new friends, some
will be amiable companions
in well loved old volumes,
maybe slightly tattered, with
damaged jackets or sans
jackets, maybe a few
with dog-eared pages.

Ah, but loved, read,
kept and treasured,
waiting there for you
to give them a new home.
 
            M. Kelly Lombardi


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