by McKenzie | Sep 15, 2022 | Blog, My Poems
Happy Thursday, friends! During my morning writing yesterday, I wrote an earlier version of this poem, and I revised it today and wanted to share it. I hope you enjoy it. I think it has a heartbeat. * MIDWESTERN BREAKFAST You once said—in a TikTok video, of all...
by McKenzie | Apr 3, 2020 | Blog, My Poems
A SEAGULL MAKES A LONE CALL, OFF-COURSE And across from me a bird roots in the gutter, looking for spare twigs. Its dark feathered body dip in and out of the track, its tail striking the air. I wonder insteadif it has made a nest up there when its body disappears....
by McKenzie | Apr 1, 2020 | Blog, My Poems
Where Sylvia Plath’s “Blackberrying” and social distancing meet . . . IN THE MORNING, WHERE I WALK Out to the street where cars have been parked for days, I know little of what brings the birds out of their hiding, what has come of the neighbors who...
by McKenzie | Mar 23, 2020 | Blog, My Poems
SOCIAL DISTANCE & WHAT’S LEFT— I look out my windows, check social media, more often than I should, & wonder where the parked cars have gone, also too often, question if there is somewhere I could have gone, too. Out there, I know, someone is...
by McKenzie | Oct 2, 2019 | Blog, Craft (Writing Tips), My Poems, My Writing Challenges
IN NATURE My daughter calls the outdoors home & needs no reason to enter. Her skin, the brush. Her voice & birdsong. Her running speed & the air through the field. They are the same. Sometimes, she blends in so well, I cannot see her. The brownest strands...
by McKenzie | Sep 25, 2019 | Blog, Craft (Writing Tips), My Poems, My Writing Challenges
“O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.”—Hamlet A SLEEPING OCTOPUS CHANGES COLOR WHILE DREAMING I can see it up there, high in the corner like a spider hosting its web....
