Today I am attending the Nimrod Conference for Writers and Readers at the University of Tulsa. Nimrod is the literary journal that TU has been putting out for quite some time. The generous folks at TU gave this chick a scholarship to attend today’s events. I also get a little editing review session where someone is going to talk with me about my poems. Yar. Continue reading “The Chief at TU”
Tag: poems
The Witch
I am a witch.
It is what I do, you see,
Make people happy,
Or at least give them the idea
That they may stop at a tea room
Or quit the job or return her kiss
In the fading light of a winter evening
When the starlings are calling
The darkness into their breasts. Continue reading “The Witch”
ROMP Tellabration–This Saturday!!
The Rural Oklahoma Museum of Poetry has had one successful viewing and fundraising event, our Honey Mead Poetry Day, and now we are having another, a ROMP Tellabration. Tellabration is an international storytelling event that takes place on the Saturday before Thanksgiving or somewhere roundabout there. People and organizations across the world plan events and share stories in honor of . . . stories! Continue reading “ROMP Tellabration–This Saturday!!”
The Place Where We Used to Play
The stump of the locust tree roared
When its body fell away from it
In the April wind before the land
Clocked its beat into her, the roar
Evident in the toothy spears of bark
Stalagmited from its edge, the hollow
Of age rifled by coon, snake and beetle. Continue reading “The Place Where We Used to Play”
6 Ways of Thinking About Wednesday
I wanted to uphold the sky
With a bit of twig fallen from a dogwood tree
Or to puncture the soul of the season
With my standing still. Not everything
Is about motion. Not everything is about motion.
Not everything is about motion. Stop. Continue reading “6 Ways of Thinking About Wednesday”
Big Elk River
The blue heron flew in with a signal,
Landed on the other side of the river,
And strutted to a place near a wet stump.
He signaled again, claiming this part
Of the waters, this part of the shore, Continue reading “Big Elk River”
