Aquired: The Rights to Publish JACARANDA by Tommy Sweeny

http://www.jacarandabytommysweeny.blogspot.com
...this is a heartfelt & terrific story about two people in love.

Courtesy Tommy Sweeny
Atlanta

Sample:

That day I leaned
on the trunk of that tree –
you were miles away . . . across
that purple city – I photographed
some ants toting the violet
blooms down the trunk to
their hiding space and I wondered
what we would have for dinner
later that evening when I
returned home and would surely
have to knock, key or not,
as the doors and the keys
down in your country are strange.

Do they eat those, I wondered.
Those purple buds –
those tokens of the time we shared
-- those symbols of your city.
They carried them on their backs
like they were going to a feast.

We clung together as in a dream.
We cling together now from
separate hemispheres. Distance is
discipline. To what stern
teacher do I aim my gratitude
for this lesson in fortitude?
Nothing is now nor ever has been
as sweet as the misery
of continents.