at least he remembered
the salt-sprayed breeze
on their patio in Red Bank
the patio with the pistachio green
umbrella, talking about the sailboats
and sipping raspberry-peach iced tea
wondering out loud… how a sunset
could look so much like candle wax
melting on the floor of an old attic
a few drops of citrus oil was all it took
George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA Today, The Wall Street Journal, The Atlantic, Havana Times, South China Morning Post, The Buffalo News, and more.
See all his poems on Tea House here.
