‘Neath The Palm Fronds

Palm Reader. South Beach.
by Miriam Sagan

I see you hesitate
at the mouth
of the alley
of bougainvillea and
drug dealers.

Also, wonder
if you need
two for the price
of one
rhinestone sandals.

Believe me
You don’t.

You can’t have
one thing without the other,
your life line
shows death
just by ending.

this state of mind
debating buying
the green grasshopper
woven of palm fronds
from the too stoned vendor.

The past is gone
(you heard that here first, and
for a price.)
Go on
into your future
that must resemble it.

I suggest sneakers
as your shoe
for feet that hurt.
Your fate is you.
There’s money in your palm
so don’t
go barefoot.


Miriam Sagan blogs at Miriam’s Well (http://miriamswell.wordpress.com). She is the author of 25 books, including the recent collection from Sherman Asher, SEVEN PLACES IN AMERICA: A Poetic Sojourn. She recently won New Mexico Literary Arts Gratitude Award in Poetry, and has received the Santa Fe Mayor’s Award for Excellence in the Arts. She also does text and grassroots installations–most recently at Salem Art Works and at The Betsy Hotel.


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I am a dreamer, as well as a doer, who lives in the North Georgia mountains. I started my publishing journey August of 2013, have had moderate success, but my utmost passion is my "daytime" job, which is working with adults who are constantly striving to better their lives as they obtain the GED credential.

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