by Shannon Turner | Apr 17, 2019 | Blog, national poetry month, poetry
Mariela brought us pears to eatin the park. The thought occurred to meto tell her aboutmy grandmother,but the moment passed. Memaw loved pears.I brought them to her as gifts.Sometimes,I remember herknotted fingerscurled aroundthe bulbous bottomsas she cut one up,no...
by Shannon Turner | Apr 7, 2019 | Blog, national poetry month, poetry
memento moriremember that you shall dieas if I ever forgetas if my mind doesn’t wander offacross gray fieldsto stand next to myundecorated gravein effort to understand whyas if I don’t hypothesize aboutthe brave and noble deedI’ll do or the...
by Shannon Turner | Apr 3, 2019 | Blog, national poetry month, poetry
Where you gonna go,little ol’ miss white-hairedBlack woman?That cane and thosetired, short li’l legs ain’tgonna carry you acrossthe Asheville expressway. Nawth C’olina didn’tbuild you no overpasson which to walk.I see you lookin’...
by Shannon Turner | Apr 2, 2019 | Blog, college, national poetry month, poetry
April is National Poetry Month. It has been so since 1996. It is not lost on me that 1996 was when I was in college and writing the bulk of my bad, sulky poetry. There’s something about that phase of life, standing on the precipice between childhood and...
