arch of bone / still whole

8:46 AM Posted by James Owens

A poem in the May issue of Chantarelle's Notebook

Skid

My wife lay wrapped in bandages
and new casts, breath

hitching in the forced sleep
that dripped into her, backs

of both hands bruised
around the needles....

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5 comments:

sam of the ten thousand things said...

Congratulations on the 2nd go 'round. Such a strong piece, James. The ending has a lot of clout. Stays in the head.

sam of the ten thousand things said...

The new look is interesting switch.

anhaga said...

Thanks for coming by, Sam. I'm still thinking about the new look. Not sure I want to leave it like this, but I do like it better than the old look.... I love the Waterhouse painting, but maybe it's a bit too much....

sam of the ten thousand things said...

I like the painting as well- but I also liked the fact that today I found a different painting - though I would have liked more visits with the first one.

Arlene said...

congrats on the publication, james — love that twist, the closing door, in the end. i'm an old fan.

and hey, we're practically co-workers at TPM! i really do have my head in the ground.

a.

p.s. thanks for dropping by. that was ages ago, but i've added your wonderful blog to my links.