Peggy Hale Bilbro

DNA Spiral

I am a blend of my father and my mother. His nose and coloring and curly hair. Her eyes and smile and body shape. He gave me music and art. She gave me reading and writing. I learned to go off the path with him, and I learned to be stoic from her.

a new can
of mixed nuts
I pick out the cashews

---

About the Author

Peggy Hale Bilbro and her husband divide their time between Huntsville, Alabama and Guardia Sanframondi, Italy. Her poetry reflects her life-long interest in the large and small miracles of the world, from dust-bunnies to star-dust, from mouse holes to black holes. She finds pleasure in the creative challenge of translating those miracles into poetry.