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Barbara Eknoian


The house is quiet
like church on a week day
in the still of the morning
after everyone has gone.
I sit in the recliner
and survey our backyard.
I hear the hum
of the pool pump,
the twitter of birds
The phone is silent;
no messages
There’s time to reflect
about the good of my life:
children are working,
grandchildren are happy
at school and college,
and my husband
is still feeling strong.
For now,
the morning enfolds me.
Blessed am I to be content.

© by Barbara Eknoian.
Used with the author’s permission.


Barbara Eknoian lives in La Mirada, CA with her extended family. She enjoys writing poetry and novels, and much of her material is triggered from growing up New Jersey.
She has been in Donna Hilbert's Long Beach poetry workshop since its inception. Her latest novel is Hearts on Bergenline Avenue, and her latest poetry chapbook is Life is But a Dream.



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Such a lovely, refreshing piece!
Posted 09/22/2020 10:52 AM
Congratulations, Barbara! I became calmer reading this.
Posted 09/18/2020 07:02 PM
Lori Levy:
Peaceful and soothing to read.
Posted 09/18/2020 02:57 PM
Felt like I could visualize everything in this poem. So beautiful and serene.
Posted 09/18/2020 01:25 PM
Such a Zen-like, meditative poem.
Posted 09/18/2020 11:07 AM
Barbara knows what is important in life and that is reflected in her poems.
Posted 09/18/2020 10:32 AM
So simple. Unadorned.
Posted 09/18/2020 10:26 AM
Our son has a fish tank. I love the sound of the trickling water as it enters the tank from a small pump, quiet and soft. This is a poem filled with gratitude and humility. Beautiful.
Posted 09/18/2020 10:02 AM

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