by Meredith Hadaway
My dining room—with its long table
and strong-shouldered chairs, its stacks of china
perched in a cabinet, all set for the feast
of the days remaining. Whom to invite?
The dead are largely free on holidays, but what
to serve? They don’t eat much.
Until I know, I leave it. They can come and
go as they please. Maybe late at night they gather
here, play poker with the matchsticks
I keep in the drawer by the candles. Do they
miss me? Probably not. I never understood why
four-of-a-kind beats a full house.
Meredith Davies Hadaway is the author of three poetry collections: Fishing Secrets of the Dead, The River is a Reason, and At The Narrows (winner of the 2015 Delmarva Book Prize for Creative Writing) from Word Poetry. She holds an MFA in Poetry from Vermont College of Fine Arts and was, for ten years, poetry editor for The Summerset Review. Hadaway is a former Rose O’Neill Writer-in-Residence at Washington College where she taught ecopoetry and served as chief marketing officer for 30 years. She currently works as a therapeutic musician, playing Celtic harp at the bedside in hospice and hospital settings.