How it starts: poetry

Rebecca Olson

Winner of the Dogwood 2014 Poetry Award




stretched hips


tabby fur


sandbar shallows


even if this is just a list

I want us to hold it all together




Pink nose, little rose

how come you bloom so wide?


I wish the city was like this all the time:


magnolia storm and rainbows

you jigging inside


steam-cooked yolks and the rest of the colors




where went the last of the preserves?

pantry, stockings

over the winter chimney    loss


we will have to make new ones

nettle, green, what to call their springing.


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