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Poem of the Week by Patricia Tansey

By Patricia Tansey

If bees could suck the green out of trees, I would, if I could, have a proboscis that could suck the strangeness out of dreams. If I were as uncanny a thief, I would steal the pain out of the hands of a clock which cuts my life. Like Bonnard, I would steal the light out of windows and the gold out of the dawn, or like Van Gough, pilfer pinwheels from a star. If I were a butterfly, I would capture music from the wind, of if I were a flower, I could run away with rainbows. Memories distill to dreams, and honey flows sweet and golden like heaven long after the flowers have died.

PATRICIA TANSEY is the editor of “A Celebration of Western New York Poets,” a new anthology from Buffalo Legacy Publications that features the work of 94 contemporary Western New York poets. She will join eight contributors to the anthology at the Just Buffalo Literary Café reading at 7:30 p.m. Wednesday at the Center for Inquiry, 1310 Sweet Home Road in Amherst.