Laura Wetherington
(USA)
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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.
laura.wetherington@gmail.com