Patty Mooney

THE CAMEO

In Brindisi, a one-armed jeweler
slips a cameo on my finger
and asks me to lunch in his flat
atop the shop.
He prepares veal and chicken,
his good arm accomplished
at severing eggs.
Pears, apricots in a bowl for later,
a photograph: he and his family at Salerno.
He has always had only one arm.

Date of Birth: 7/1/55 Location: San Diego, California Email: patty@newuniquevideos.com Website: http://www.newunique.com Publications: Eclectica, Free Zone Quarterly, Stirring, Fairfield Review, Cedar Hill Review, Red Cedar Review Awards: California Press Women, 1st Place Poetry; Red Cedar Review, poetry award; First Annual San Diego Writers’ Cooperative Writing Competition

Goodbyes of Chalk Your Organic Garden Point of Entry Downtown Litmus -- Ballad of a Thin Cigarette this is a poem Evening Beginning The End An Old Japanese Poet Of This World For Friends Missing in Action Suicide The Cameo old man with a fly

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