Gwen Monohan’s most recent poem to appear here was “Crimson Tide” (August 2017) Foggiest By Gwen Monohan Mist drifts on valley farms most mornings now. Days still warm, nights cool. Colored leaves wrinkled crisp after early sun breaks through, burning off the haze. When addled senior, Bessie Dee, drives once more her smoking aged Granada. Straddling […]

