Peggy Hale Bilbro
Atomic Scale
There is something special about looking out over the gray angled rooftops of Paris with all those chimney pots lit by warm late-afternoon sunlight. Pigeons cooing in the gutters. Curtains fluttering out a garret wind. Graffiti on impossibly high walls. Window boxes overflowing with bright red geraniums. All that life going on up there, but it’s the unmoving, always there chimney pots that hold my eyes. For me they are Paris.
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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 stardust, from mouse holes to black holes. She finds pleasure in the creative challenge of translating those miracles into poetry.