Weekly Poems

Poems
By Carrie / August 16, 2017

Epithalamion

Sit in the sun surrounded by love, head heavy as a peony,

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Poems
By Carrie / July 5, 2017

With Your Right Hand You Save Me

The boot we find in the river, empty as a homestead – dishes on the table, owners gone –

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Poems
By Carrie / June 21, 2017

I Hear There is a River Underground

Murmuring voices whisper my fears at the lip of the cave.

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Poems
By Carrie / June 7, 2017

Portraits/1

Imagine yourself homeless in a photo booth.

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Poems
By Carrie / May 24, 2017

Near twilight

one lean riverboat edges the bank. The world is quiet.

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Poems
By Carrie / May 3, 2017

Her Tattoo

Elegantly seeded in the furrow of her spine, even rows of letters repeat:

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Poems
By Carrie / April 26, 2017

In the Absence of a Word for a Woman Who Is Not a Mother

Under the pitted crust of April snow, blind and rooting, everything waits.

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Poems
By Carrie / April 12, 2017

Yesterday Your House Was Vandalized

I know you keep antiques, beauty, venerable objects you love

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Poems
By Carrie / April 5, 2017

For the Harvest in the Barrel and the Day that Calls us Home

Kiln-fired hopes still shatter easily enough. She lives in the city, cultivating orchards in her mind,

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Poems
By Carrie / February 22, 2017

A Man of Unclean Lips Considers Prayer

The angel was kind, a school nurse applying the live coal like a bandage.

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Poems
By Carrie / February 15, 2017

First Thing I Tell You

It needn’t be much.

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Poems
By Carrie / February 8, 2017

Turtle on a Swing

Tell me again how I will be okay without a shell, outside myself, with you.

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Poems
By Carrie / February 1, 2017

Something Small & Sweet

Pilgrim in fields bright with snow, my heart returns

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Poems
By Carrie / January 25, 2017

Winded

You make it look effortless, opening, closing your eyes,

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Poems
By Carrie / January 11, 2017

Enough

Sun on your face closes your eyes and you are absent for awhile –

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Poems
By Carrie / January 4, 2017

Ever-Present

Maybe she climbs inside your car with force enough to leave you lost among familiar streets,

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Poems
By Carrie / December 28, 2016

By Any Other Name

Her first flowerpots convince her not to change her name,

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Poems
By Carrie / December 21, 2016

Matryoshka Doll

The four-year-old wearing her dancing dress is pulling dolls apart in search of the smallest self.

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Poems
By Carrie / December 14, 2016

Census

Count it so I can discern – heart a beating scale

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Poems
By Carrie / December 7, 2016

On Esther Bubley’s 1947 Photograph, “Greyhound Bus Terminal, New York City”

The station is full of men in hats, pinstripe-serious,

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Poems
By Carrie / November 30, 2016

Unstrung, Arms Akimbo

The dancer swoons, marionette nodding in an ecstasy of praise.

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Poems
By Carrie / November 23, 2016

Strings cross the lyre

Strings cross the lyre,

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Poems
By Carrie / November 16, 2016

Our flag rustles

Our flag rustles,

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Poems
By Carrie / November 9, 2016

Not Him

When she is three, she makes her choice: a skeleton for a father.

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Poems
By Carrie / November 2, 2016

Prayer for Quiet Waters

Make her thoughts a pencil sketch empty of all but line,

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Poems
By Carrie / October 26, 2016

For Mothers Losing

You share tonight the planet’s oldest grief, one set in motion hard upon the stars.

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Poems
By Carrie / October 19, 2016

I Hand My Heavy Body Over for Massage

I’ve brought you sadness near the bone, trained to work for nothing

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Poems
By Carrie / October 12, 2016

Nature Has No Goals for Itself

Nothing so wrong with sitting still to watch, some days,

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Poems
By Carrie / October 5, 2016

Tell Me How You Spend Your Day

There's reassurance in recounting the hours strung one to another like a paper chain

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Poems
By Carrie / September 28, 2016

Long Drive

Sister, listen. Zeus swallowed his first wife.

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Poems
By Carrie / September 21, 2016

Angers

Mine are named Emmet, Jessie, and Virginia, bare-chested children with a gaze like gall.

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Poems
By Carrie / September 14, 2016

Lie in This Hammock Beside Me

Let neither of us speak.

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Poems
By Carrie / September 7, 2016

Reprieve

It wasn't snow anymore but glitter raining down from some bright sieve

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Poems
By Carrie / August 31, 2016

One of Every Seven Men Can’t Recall His Dreams

Others report fields of zinnias, trains chugging while he stands at the depot

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Poems
By Carrie / August 24, 2016

We Keep a Poet in the Closet

Where we store folding chairs and empty baskets, he bangs on padlocked doors and shouts

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Poems
By Carrie / August 17, 2016

Beautiful Reckoning

Saint James says not to be as one who looks into a mirror and then forgets his face, but he was never seventeen, a girl in love

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Poems
By Carrie / August 10, 2016

Even at Night My Heart Instructs Me

Don’t go, she says. It’s dark. The cold is hardly worth the stars.

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Poems
By Carrie / August 3, 2016

Before I Write the Letter Tending to Your Grief

I tend petunias on my deck, pluck spent blooms,

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Poems
By Carrie / July 27, 2016

Your Daughter Reckons with the Minutes You Were Gone

I want you to have seen wide fields, the fields your father farmed,

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Poems
By Carrie / July 20, 2016

How an Evening Goes

I sit next to the chokecherry tree fat with little white flowers in past weeks holding a book without opening...

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Poems
By Carrie / July 6, 2016

The Other Morning

There were two kinds of mornings the day you were born.

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Poems
By Carrie / June 29, 2016

Anniversary

Three, today, is the happy morning number of soggy robins in the closest tree,

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Poems
By Carrie / June 22, 2016

How Needful to Burn

Books of advice, magazines, secret cures, formulae, strident pages stiff-legged and shouting...

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By Carrie / June 15, 2016

Writing at Night

I like walking the house at night, my husband asleep beside my absent shape.

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Poems
By Carrie / June 8, 2016

How to Make a Portrait

Look in the mirror. Practice saying you're beautiful. You must say this...

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Poems
By Carrie / June 1, 2016

Flutter

Nine chickadees hunch in the packed snow of a tire track picking spilled seed.

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Poems
By Carrie / May 26, 2016

Search

Begin from the premise that your life’s your own again

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Poems
By Carrie / May 19, 2016

Strewn

Sunday mornings, she would gather eggs, slipping her hands beneath the white feathers, biddies murmuring in prayer. The warm globes...

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By Carrie / May 13, 2016

If There Were a Chile to Taste Like Sunshine

She bought the rugs in Peru where aji amarillo hung like citrine gems in the lobes of market stalls, old...

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By Carrie / May 6, 2016

Encouragement

Soap bubbles the size of silent whales float and founder from the wand of the prophet. Over and under, rippling...

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