And All Shall Be Well
This is the poem that doesn’t begin,
that knows no ending, just keeps rounding the bend
of middle, the bending and the rounding continuing ad infinitum,
as four-part harmony, long-winded, front-pew Baptist
Marjorie Maddox
Professor of English at Lock Haven University, Marjorie Maddox has published 11 collections of poetry—including Transplant, Transport, Transubstantiation—the short story collection What She Was Saying
Poetry Contest for Women over 50
Which you won’t/
can’t/never will with your crow-
calling, bloom-cracking,
soul-tapping, house-toppling,
forty-nine years
enter
too young, too gone
The ivy is climbing away
from today but your words
cling
Motorcycle Ride
The curve she didn’t curve around
straightens her life into rows
of cornfields she’ll zoom through
in dreams that turn
into months of coma,
into a cracked skull and lacerated eye
Mission to Play
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Six feet, eight inches of Sweet Jesus
dribbled into your home in living color,
a hallelujah