Poetry

If I Were a Blade of Grass

I would stretch toward the sun
taking full advantage, roots soaking

moisture from the soil of generations,
crisp green shaft shooting

upward with abandon,
through glint of morning light,

dappled frost-like
sugar-coating,

and though undistinguished,
lost in a sea of green,

countless flags waving
in the new spring breeze,

I would know who I am
and who I’m meant to be.

Leslie Smith Townsend

Leslie Smith Townsend is a poet, essayist, and memoirist whose work has been published in LEO, Journeys, The Louisville Review, Courier-Journal, Arable, Literary Mama, Christian Science Monitor, Friends Journal, Gyroscope Review, Metafore, and in the anthologies, Voices of Alcoholism, Show Me All Your Scars, and The Boom Project: Voices of a Generation. She is a graduate of Spalding University's MFA in writing program. Townsend has a Ph.D. in the psychology of religion and works as a licensed marriage and family therapist.

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