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POETRY

First Spoon
by Odarka Stockert

From this spoon forward
you run away
into forests of utensils and foods.
Sandwiches, Popsicles
and Vanilla Cremes.
Clouds of rice pudding
soften your fall.
Starting with this spoon
you leave my breast
to ride your bike and run
alone.

Odarka Polanskyj Stockert is an Engineer and Inventor, a New Jersey native, and a poet. She is an active member and current leader of South Mountain Poets and a long-time collaborator of the Yara Arts Group based in New York City. Odarka is a harpist and founding member of Glendalough's Muse. She lives in Millburn with her husband Thomas and daughters Sophia and Ariadna. Her poems have been previously published in Gathered on the Mountain: An Anthology of New Jersey Poets, Lunatic Cameleon, Literary Mama, and most recently in the anthology A Walk Through My Garden (Outrider Press).