Inspired by the recent host of the AWP in Seattle, I’m revisiting some poems. These two poems were published last summer in RASP Anthology

A Blessing (Sunflower)

May you continue to give graces
And bloom again next year.
The bride will want to see you
Growing tall in the golden field
May your head be high
And small creatures
Lift you up with their sweetness
Though they may crawl through life
We are all born with wings

Brown County, 1909

Trouble in the kitchen
With the skillet
Paul dug the outhouse
Too shallow this time
Got a full coop of
Chickens and children
Sure could use a whiskey
But I’m pregnant again

This poem I found while going through some writing circa 2006. It sort of resonates with the narrative brevity of the other two:

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A Hopi woman’s life
is now a radio story, her people
belong to the air
like her loom shaft, that she presses down
to even out the wool
she hopes the truth
will be straight.