Writing the Dress by Barbara Rockman
“Writing the Dress” by Barbara Rockman “I have written up and down my sleeves,” she cried. “It begins at my wrist, saddens at the elbow, but the upper arm is where rain lifts and,” she sang out from the far end of the hall, “At the shoulder, birds flock from the island, the lighthouse lit to make wings whiten and silver. Across the collar, she and the birds and the drove of bleating...
The Beginner by Janet Fitch
“The Beginner” by Janet Fitch She pulled her chair up to the table and sat. She piled her chips by her elbow. She played Noir. She played Rouge. She put a stack on 9 and lost. The table was hot. The table went cold. She anted. She passed. She called. She held pairs. She lay down with a flourish a grand royal flush. She played games she didn’t know the rules for, where things shook and jingled and smacked down...
How will you begin? by Barbara Rockman
“How will you begin?” by Barbara Rockman ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Barbara Rockman Artist Statement: Barbara Rockman teaches poetry at Santa Fe Community College and in private workshops in Santa Fe, New Mexico. She is workshop director for Wingspan Poetry Project offering classes for women who are victims of domestic violence. Her poems...
Woman of Myriad Seeds by Margaret Stetler
“Woman of Myriad Seeds” by Margaret Stetler She has seeds she has given away that are worth nothing. She says they are wild and rare. She has seeds and doesn’t know what flower they came from. She says they are...
Adie by Jay Merill
“Adie” by Jay Merill I was staring at this peach on the fruit stall but not because I wanted to eat it. Well, maybe I did a little bit but I never had any money on me at the time. I felt in my pockets and as usual, they were empty. You know something, I’ve never eaten a peach before in my life. How sad is that? Makes me feel like a fool. But I should be saying who I am. My name’s Adie and I live,...
I am an eternal river, dammed by the demands of home, children, work, and worry. The gulf is near, and I desperately long to reach the flowing water to join an ocean of sisterhood. | Kristi Dreesen, Missouri, USA
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