Issue 2:
Fire
M. Anne Sweet
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Waterland Festival and Fireworks
Des Moines, 1996
Puget Sound laps at my edge,
womb tangled
with wood drift and wine.
I follow the silver sun,
daylight dropped behind ridge bank,
its quick slide into black
measured in cork screw turns.
Bottled inside this night,
inside octopus arms
split by carnival lights,
the butter taste of oak
presses the glass green sky.
Pavement’s breath belly distends.
Chrysanthemums and buzz bombs
hammer my heart,
hummer shells belch their spit hiss.
Their two-fold bloom
spirals into my flesh soft cork.
A deepening twist tugs me
from gill nets’ loose hold,
unhands my throat
and exposes my amber to air.
~M. Anne Sweet
Anne is widely published, facilitates a popular reading series called Passion for Poetry, and reads her work throughout the Puget Sound area. Email.
© 1999 by M. Anne Sweet. All Rights Reserved.
© 2000-2002 by Cayuse Press. All Rights Reserved.
This page updated April 23, 2002.