Laura Wetherington

 

 

(USA)

 

 

215

 

I shall know when Time is over

wonder will explain the promised I

wonder at the drop of me that scalds

 

 

61

 

My wheel is dark

it’s dripping

my Tide

A clearing Some have in employ

the gate Flinging back

 

 

79

 

within my garden

New fingers

the play opon sleep below

the pensive Spring

 

 

252

 

I think shape and sight

I think shapeless And delirious

my long bright drop

 

 

 

227

 

Two wrestled morning ships

a face borne With raised hands

 

216

 

this sun like nests

done the quiet slow syllables

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Laura Wetherington, a Virginia native, is a graduate of the University of Michigan’s MFA program, UC Berkeley’s Undergraduate English Department, and Cabrillo College. She has poems in or forthcoming from Otoliths, Verse, Eleven Eleven, Bombay Gin, Oxford Magazine, and Just Magazine. A Map Predetermined and Chance is her first book. A co-founder of textsound.org, she currently edits the audio journal with Anna Vitale. She has taught creative writing in the University of Michigan’s English Department, the New England Literature Program, and Eastern Michigan University’s creative writing program. In January 2012, she will join Sierra Nevada College’s low residency MFA program.

 

http://laurawetherington.com

www.textsound.org

 

laura.wetherington@gmail.com