So happy it's April

I thought April would never arrive...

It's also National Poetry Month, and I am attempting to write a poem a day ( actually, a first draft a day.)  But I am not posting it here because then I wouldn't be able to send it out for publication.

So instead I will post one of my poems which has already been published.


Here is one:

How the Hand Behaves

 

How the hand behaves in times of threat:

sweat springing out,

cooling palms to silence, to clams,

or shrinking to shrimp,

shaking, pink,

or clenching

like a lobster claw,

fingers like teeth,

chomping in on themselves.

 

 

 

 

This was the opening poem in my chapbook  How the Hand Behaves,  Finishing Line Press 2009