Here’s something new I’ve been toying with. I think maybe the title is too heavy for the poem, but the previous title was “In the Woods,” and that wasn’t enough. I hate titles. Can I be Emily Dickinson and rely on the first line of each poem as the title? When I am dead andContinueContinue reading “Work in Progress”
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Size Six…
Buying size six pants for the first time since college is a sure sign that, this month, you are sure to become pregnant. It is inevitable–that kind of purchase and that kind of regimented diet and exercise are just the sort of thing easily laughed at in the face of pregnancy.So rather than succumb toContinueContinue reading “Size Six…”
Haiti and Home from Key West
Back from Key West, but it’s hard to relay how wonderful a trip it was in light of the tragedy in Haiti. Brandon and I can hardly turn off the TV. We feel so helpless this far away, as I’m sure many people feel. Even before the earthquake, there were 1.6 million orphans in Haiti…ContinueContinue reading “Haiti and Home from Key West”
That Crazy Thang Called "Plans"
It’s the end of another week, and I have a bit of a headache that I’m calling sinus because if I scrunch up my nose and squint my eyes, the pressure seems to be relieved a little bit. It’s kind of hard to type like this and I think all of the undergraduates wandering byContinueContinue reading “That Crazy Thang Called "Plans"”
Pushing Matchbox Cars
“Sow your seed in the morning, and at night let not your hands be idle, for you do not know which will succeed, whether this or that, or whether both will do equally well.” – Ecclesiastes 11:6That’s really all I want to say. I’ve tried to elaborate on this verse for the last fifteen minutesContinueContinue reading “Pushing Matchbox Cars”
Painting Nails and Gettin’ Dolled Up for Work?!
In about three hours, the students and faculty will begin to arrive for the Ashland MFA program, and step one to prepare for the residency today: painting my nails. This is clearly the most important item on my agenda for the day, even though I rarely paint my nails, even for weddings. I even broughtContinueContinue reading “Painting Nails and Gettin’ Dolled Up for Work?!”
Waltzing
Sometimes the way we move about each other feels choreographed, we’ve been practicing it so long. It is a good kind of dance, where your partner seems to have mastered the steps and knows right when to lead, when to dip, when to spin, how to maneuver you just right so you feel as ifContinueContinue reading “Waltzing”
Interference
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Measuring Rings
Settle your shifting vision on the maple stumpyour son is standing on, growing outof all your ancient history. The past keeps repeatingin new rings, health you measure by breadth.You count the number of times you’ve grownout of the fire, the layers of heartwood healingover scars, new branches jutting from woundwood.Do you see the little manContinueContinue reading “Measuring Rings”
The New Landscape
The New LandscapeI’ve bundled branches, sawed stumps low,cut down in twenty minuteswhat took years and years to grow.What do you think the neighbors knowabout the severed limbs that jutfrom bundled branches, their stumps sawed low?The taxus and squared boxwood woethe push and pull as the hand saw cutsdown what took them forty years to grow.AContinueContinue reading “The New Landscape”
Sarah Marie Wells 