My Muse is in remission

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September 14, 2012 by The Citron Review

by Laura E. Davis

 

She’s gone ice fishing, I guess.
Or maybe she’s taken a lover.
That’s ok. I know she’ll be back

just like the time my mojo took
off for the winter, flew south,
had a few flings in Ft. Lauderdale.

Or every day when my childish
attention span flutters and falls
like one lone speck of glitter

catching the light before it’s gone
for good to join the dust beneath
the desk or the dog-haired carpet.

We all lose parts of ourselves
sometimes—eyelashes, molars,
how to pucker our lips or pick up

a pencil—but I know if I can get
through this damn winter, I’ll
catch her sneaking in through

the back, all hair-tangled and tan.
I’m sitting by the window now.
I’m tapping my nails on the sill.

 

Laura E. Davis is the author of Braiding the Storm, a poetry chapbook forthcoming from Finishing Line Press (2012). Her poem “Widowing” won the 2011 Crab Creek Review Poetry Contest, judged by Dorianne Laux. Her poems are featured or forthcoming in Right Hand Pointing, A-Minor, Super Arrow, and Redactions, among others. She is the Founding Editor of Weave Magazine and teaches poetry writing, translation, and recitation in San Francisco, where she lives with her partner, Sal. She blogs about writing and what she had for breakfast at Dear Outer Space.

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One thought on “My Muse is in remission

  1. misssophieleigh says:

    I very much enjoy everything about this piece! The title pulls everything together very nicely and I am pleased.

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