If You Knew What if you knew you’d be the last to touch someone? If you were taking tickets, for example, at the theatre, tearing them giving back the ragged stubs, you might take care to touch that palm or press your fingertips into the life line’s crease. When a man pulls his wheeled suitcase too […]
Monthly Archives: December 2013
Poetry As Soul-Making – The Poems of Mary Szybist
December 21, 2013 – 7:51 pm
Girls Overheard While Assembling a Puzzle Are you sure this blue is the same as the blue over there? This wall’s like the bottom of a pool, its colour I mean. I need a darker two-piece this summer, the kind with elastic at the waist so it actually fits. I can’t find her hands. Where […]
Sing Me Awake: Listening and The Mysterious Hidden Woman
December 4, 2013 – 3:50 pm
This is what was bequeathed us: This earth the beloved left And, leaving, Left to us. No Other world But this one: Willows and the river And the factory With its black smokestacks. No other shore, only this bank On which the living gather. No meaning but what we find here. No purpose but […]