THE NEW POETS
…Sometimes, only sometimes truth flares like hydrogen light…
Margaret Roxby was an award-winning poet published internationally in poetry magazines and anthologies, in addition to her two chapbooks, Glass Rain, Golden Rain and Medley. She was a fellow with the World Poetry Society International, local chapter board member of the National League of American Pen Women, and active in the California Federation of Chapparal Poets. She was included in the World Who’s Who of Women, Yearbook of Modern Poetry (1971), and International Who’s Who in Poetry (1971-1973). Margaret was often requested to speak on poetry and to present book reviews to local organizations. Her favorite quote was, “God, you have been good to me. You gave me a love of poetry.”
Margaret also dabbled in prose publishing articles in the Sunday supplement for the Long Beach Independent-Press Telegram newspaper, Los Fierros, a publication of the Los Cerritos Docents. She had a long running column for LBCC General Adult Division newsletter. She authored several more articles, short stories and a science fiction novel.
Margaret was a native of West Virginia where she worked through the 1930’s depression as a typist/clerk typing 200+ wpm. After marriage and the start of WW2, she moved with her husband to Long Beach, California where she worked several years as a secretary. Margaret served several years as a Camp Fire Girls leader and was elected the area’s PTA representative to the state-wide convention. When her son was ready for pre-school, she enrolled in LB City College studying psychology and later creative writing with Alice Wright, founder of a popular, long-running writers’ conference hosted in Long Beach.
…Sometimes, only sometimes truth flares like hydrogen light…
No one to take note….It was a gentle wind…
Wind gusted twilight newly-wed as fragile as blown glass
Looking down at her tired face one more time memories came flooding through his tired, aching mind..
I remember a dream of sunlight melting into twilight shadows at the hacienda door…
January 24 is either National Belly Laugh Day or National Compliment Day, your choice for this poem.
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Arnheim, a perfect reality, a fairy-train that moved us beyond mountains…
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He fled the bounds mundane of Earth…
It’s always hard to say farewell…
Someday…Oh, someday…On that wonderful…Dreamed-of someday…