Poetry

I’ve decided to add some poetry to this blog mix. While preggers, I wrote lots of poems, perhaps in anticipation of how few I would write later. I put them together into a chapbook to share with friends. I will post one at a time here, intermittently,  in the order they go in. If anyone is interested in getting a complete copy of the chapbook titled, Gestation, contact me here and I will send one off to you.

Early Symptoms

Perfect pregnancy is formulaic, prepared
months ahead; first a house, then a goat,
a garden, friends with children. All smoking
and drinking ceased. At least two more years
of young marriage. A feeling described as “ready.”

The house felt cold that morning. I wore
thick socks and fleece sweaters. Sunlight
limited to low southern windows; the only
snow left hid in shadows. I considered
how many months before the light again.
Two lines, pink, innocent, appeared
immediately, to tell me unquestionably. Read more »