LAURA PAGE

TO LIMN AS FIRE DOES

Proximity to the licking, as it gathers
Bright and sad fuels, hot forked tongues doing as I do, me
With a great peat of regret that I can offer neither you,
Nor the grate— is enough, is
Not enough.
Proximity to this consuming is
To warm over rain-choked retrospection merely.
If you’ll have me, hot ash-mirror to your own bright sadness,
I promise to be a real hearth, in time,
To harness a gutter to my fascia, to limn as fire does,
the unsayable things I did not do
and those I did.

 

LAURA IS A GRADUATE OF SOUTHERN OREGON UNIVERSITY, WHERE SHE STUDIED ENGLISH AND WRITING. SHE WAS THE RECIPIENT OF HER PROGRAM’S HERMAN SCHMELING AWARD FOR NON-FICTION WRITING AND HAS BEEN A PANELIST FOR THE SOUTHERN OREGON ARTS AND RESEARCH CONFERENCE. HER POEMS HAVE APPEARED OR ARE FORTHCOMING FROM THE FREDERICKSBURG LITERARY AND ART REVIEW, TINGE, CACTUS HEART, AND KINDRED, AMONG OTHERS. HER CHAPBOOK, “CHILDREN, APOSTATES” IS FORTHCOMING FROM DANCING GIRL PRESS.
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