Poems – Lola Haskins

When, finally, my shadow’s cast
by stone, may my little flock
perch on that mountain melting
into other mountains, and trill
across the haze, as if it were
early morning, and they birds.

Lola HaskinsLola Haskins was recently named honorary chancellor of the Florida State Poets Association. She has published 14 books, most recently How Small, Confronting Morning, and is shopping a book of insect poems and a new translation of Baudelaire. She was lucky enough to read her work in the Panhandle last fall, thanks to Rachel and Paul Reese, who get her heartfelt vote for Hosts of the Year.