She probably was not there
when the officials came through
to warn that the dam's gates would be opened.
She probably did not see the notice
in the local paper since it is not
delivered under the bridge where she lived.
They found her body in the woods
downstream from the bridge.
She was on the news that night.
About Me
- Michael Ratcliffe
- This site is a place to store my poems and other thoughts about poems. Think of it as a digital, on-line file cabinet to which the world has access. Or, a virtual poetry reading. Posting here is not intended to be self-publishing. Some of my poems have been published in various on-line and print journals: Commonthought Magazine, Kumquat Poetry, Free State Review, Symmetry Pebbles, Loch Raven Review, Dead Beats Literary Blog, The Copperfield Review, Do Not Look at the Sun, Poetry Quarterly, Three Line Poetry, the Little Patuxent Review, You Are Here: the Journal of Creative Geography, and the Beatnik. If you like what you read here (or even if you don't), please feel free to write to me at clogwyngoch@gmail.com.
No comments:
Post a Comment