This is a
where to land.
the hands of
on target. But I
my eyes won’t
mess of ash, ass-
the right people.
|Pantoum for the Hovering Heart|
“Dread,” she said, “is delicate.”
Awkward artistry turns the hand.
Eyes, shy, ask another to lie
Shirtless, heaven-faced, anxious
JUNE/JULY 2008: POETRY
Karis Granberg-Michaelson studies creative writing at Hope College in Holland, Michigan. She is a recipient of the St. Lawrence University Prize for Young Writers. Her poem, “This mouth,” placed third in the 2006 Conference on Christianity and Literature’s [National] Student Writing Contest.