September 4 Reading Instead of WritingAfter Doris Lessing’s The Summer Before The Dark the woman in the book galavants in Spain with her lovershe ponders the seascapedrinks bitter coffee touches her manicuredfingertips to her bottom lip everything is sensationalyet inside, she tumultsher son’s voice, wickedslithers the snake of darknessher mother-skin half-shedshe dreams of a lost seal the… Continue reading POEM A DAY – Sept. 4 & 5 & Interview Event Tomorrow!
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POEM A DAY – March 19
This Now The dog snores.The coffee colds.The heat whirs. Pope JoanHestiaSappho and Marguerite Porete await my attention.The journal pulses. Death is open-mouthedswallowing anotherbody into its belly depth, darkness:the hold before a new birthing untangles into thelight. Grief is agrotto we slink into – weep, laughsigh, sleep. Ourflushed cheeks press againstseashell walls.
I Won!
Okay, so this is a blog post swaddled in manifestation. I just submitted a chapbook of poetry to the Rattle Chapbook Prize. *The deadline is tonight at midnight! Rattle is my favourite literary magazine. I've submitted to different contests and calls over the years, but this year I finally got my shi* together enough to… Continue reading I Won!
VANESSA SHIELDS 