Local poet Molly Lynn Watt has a new collection of poetry out, entitled “Shadow People” (Ibbetson Street, 2006) www.ibbetsonpress.com. Of this collection, Fred Marchant, director of the Poetry Center at Suffolk University wrote, “Shadow People” begins far away and takes us on a journey home. We move from the Mendenhall Glacier in Alaska to the Red Line in Boston… We begin as observers, but by the end of this book we have joined with Molly Watt in the dance of her life, and our own.” This poem, “Aspiration” is excerpted from her new collection. --Doug Holder.
Aspiration
Confetti snow
danced into collapsing black holes
debris filled syringe after syringe
until the shadows
on the doctor’s face fell away
and the lab technician said
releasing my breast
from the plexiglass vise
for the fifth time that month
You’re ok, again—
don’t slip on black ice
I tossed the johnny into the bin of ghosts
stepped into pelting sleet—
exhaling.
— Molly Lynn Watt
Comments