Tag: poem
member name: Neva B.
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May 05, 2008 08:07 PM EDT --
Blacksnake
Coiled in my path like an ampersand.
My heart beats an ellipsis . . .
Punctuates the sentence of my original sin.
Serpent conjunction links me to my base nature. . . .
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April 27, 2008 10:54 AM EDT --
WHERE I'M FROM
For George Ella Lyon
I am from porch swings,
Hershey bars and bottles of pop.
From a house of many angles,
high ceilings and slanted floors. . . .
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April 29, 2008 11:37 AM EDT --
STRAWBERRY SEASON
I visit farms
Where you strut through fields
You'll never own.
Your wife and kids look like you:
Jeans, plaid shirts, long black hair.
Quick-fingered, . . .
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April 28, 2008 12:32 PM EDT --
STINGS
Yellow jacket nest
Smack dab in the middle of a meadow
On Granddad's farm.
Barbs . . . darts . . . arrows . . .
Pierced the flesh in the girl's shorts,
The . . .
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April 15, 2008 01:06 PM EDT --
AUTUMN SACRIFICE
Holy ghost mist
Walks on water
In morning's sacred hour.
Autumn hovers above,
Walks on water
In reflections of the sky.
Autumn hovers above,
Mild, then meek, . . .
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May 01, 2008 12:57 PM EDT --
APPALACHIA, MAN: CAN YOU DIG IT?
Turn a furrow and find
arrowheads, iridescent beetles,
pop bottles, decapitated dolls,
carbide lamps.
Dig deeper. . . .
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May 14, 2008 10:38 AM EDT --
HOUSECLEANING
I set my mop bucket
beneath the downspout
so grit that sits at
bucket's bottom
returns to earth
around my house.
Carried in on work boots and bare feet:
pine . . .
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April 08, 2008 10:12 AM EDT --
GREEN ONIONS
Mommy gave me green onions
While I was yet in my high chair.
I'd wrap fat fingers around green blades
And bite white until I cried.
Now, I ask you,
What's . . .
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April 30, 2008 11:05 AM EDT --
PARTYPOOPER
Cousin Steph's birthday party:
She was five; I was four.
Dark dining room, oak table crammed with kids:
My elbows, polarized points, protected me from . . .
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April 19, 2008 04:59 PM EDT --
Pushing Forty
I'm no autumn leaf,
Just one in a withered sheaf
Piled on a forest floor.
I'm not a walnut,
Black-hearted and heavy,
A pungent plunge to rot in . . .
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June 26, 2009 01:39 PM EDT --
Mara mentioned villanelles at Spoken Word last weekend. Here's a form I like: the pantoum.
It is a series of quatrains; the second and fourth lines of each stanza are repeated as the first and third . . .
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August 04, 2009 10:37 AM EDT --
OK, writers. Here’s a stimulating exercise for you.
The next time you go on a trip, write down interesting street names and community names that you discover. Take those names and create a story . . .
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April 11, 2008 11:20 AM EDT --
VAST MYSTERIES:
shells rattle on shore
like discarded bones
of ocean,
gulls track haikus across the sand,
limpid jellyfish parachute below the . . .
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April 23, 2008 12:19 PM EDT --
HUSBAND
You were raw white sugar,
Sweeter than sweet.
Dissolved in my heat,
Thick and sticky,
Buttery rich and brown,
Caramel, melting down.
Now a watched pot:
Steady . . .
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July 10, 2009 01:53 PM EDT --
“Blacksnake.” Jimson Weed , vol. XXIV, new series vol. 8, no. 2 (Fall 2005).
Blacksnake
Coiled in my path like an ampersand.
My heart beats an ellipsis . . . Punctuates the . . .
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May 17, 2009 05:41 PM EDT --
Listen to the recording of Frank X. Walker's interview on Accents http://www.katerinaklemer.com/audio/acce nts_051509.mp3 . Also listen for my poem, Anoint Me , to be read. It starts at about . . .
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May 14, 2009 11:54 AM EDT --
Listen to Accents every Friday @ 2pm EST on WRFL 88.1 FM Lexington or stream live from wrfl.fm .
This Friday, May 15, they’ll be reading a poem of mine, “Anoint Me.”
Also, the guest that . . .
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