Last night, we started the first of our six-week poetry feedback class. Clearly our sharing infiltrated my dreams...with thanks to Erika, Krithica, Mariette, Robyn, Janet and Cassie. After Poetry Class, Last Night’s Dream iridescent-skinned bugs with wings and pinchersbite my calf, distracting me from Tom Cruise’s lips. the tight pain cue me to more danger:… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 6
POEM A DAY – March 5
Tonka Truck I saved up my allowance(wrinkled grey and white onescrisp pink and red twos…wishing fora brisk blue five) and yearned forgarage-sale saturdays, for usednovels, torn-cornered and spinecrusted, for Barbie clothes and singleplastic white heels with the toesteeth-marked, for marbles and micro-machines, for slinkies and stickers:I wasn’t looking for the truck. Bright yellow metal, as… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 5
POEM A DAY – March 4
*Gentle Warning:There is an expletive in this poem. Its contents describe a panic attack. panikattack in Ikea. my body undoing in the doing of buying, in the doing of being daughter-side, too many people, too many things, too much ‘this is how to live in spaces with things’, the lights daggering, my eyes double-visioning, lost… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 4
POEM A DAY – March 3
Simple but Huge Thank youbodyfor another dayto love
VANESSA SHIELDS 