Maggie Palmer

It's All Greek to Me

Grey-eyed Athena smiled on us,
We laughed til half past three—
You may well be Odysseus
But I'm no Penelope

Old letters, round-toned in the dark,
Young hands not quite aligned;
Your head runs circles round your heart—
Tonight that sounds just fine

So swing me round the parking lot,
Sing when I walk you home;
And you can hold me if you want
But don't call on the phone

Heaven save me from all "meant-to-be"s,
Crossed stars and storied pasts;
Leave sentiment to Socrates,
Thank God for what won't last

Roses at the Window

There are roses at the window, there is lilac at the door
But the hands that used to tend them aren't coming anymore.
They have left this house behind them, as they've left too much before
There were roses at the window, there was lilac at the door.
Fallen petals in the driveway, empty pots upon the floor
Seem to speak a life abandoned; and it's such a pity, for
There are roses at the window, there is lilac at the door,
And the hands that used to tend them aren't coming anymore.


Maggie Palmer lives with her family in Fort Hood, Texas, when not studying English and Classical Philology at the University of Dallas. Her poems have appeared in The Lyric Magazine (Winter 2021 issue), as well as the university publications Eudaimonia and The University Scholar.


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