The park was typical today, couples strolling,
holding hands, kissing, one woman watching,
I knew what she was thinking, I used to have
the same thoughts. I should have told her love
...
My priest said Jesus had golden hair,
was the son of Mary and Joseph;
was crucified for my sins––and I believed,
...
I read about a man who wanted to trade his savings,
some melons, and a piano built by his enslaved relatives,
for a plot of land.
...
I write, primary poetry, and non-fiction (book reviews) but I’ve been known to fiddle with prose, and play writing. I completed my M.F.A at Queens University Charlotte (NC) , in Jan. of 2009 and almost immediately began a doctoral program in Mythological Studies and Depth Psychology at Pacifica Graduate Institute (Carpentaria, CA) . Meanwhile, I live in Montgomery, AL with my husband Roger, two kitties, Nikki and Socks, and one dog, a Japanese Chin, named Gargoyle. For more information visit my web page: http: //georgiabanksmartin.com)
Woman In Green Coat
The park was typical today, couples strolling,
holding hands, kissing, one woman watching,
I knew what she was thinking, I used to have
the same thoughts. I should have told her love
comes with fear and anxiety.
I should have told her how I wish for calls
from the bill collector, asking for Mary Gregory,
as if I would say “She’s here today, please hold, ”
the salesman who used to trick me into buying
seven-year magazine subscriptions,
filled my mail with socialites jailed for DUI.
I long for those calls like some women crave chocolate,
not the ones beginning: Father has fallen, EMS is on the way,
He’s having breathing problems but won’t go to the hospital,
His behavior has become erratic, his options: limited,
The calls that suggest I take comfort in knowing
he’s going to a nursing home, not returning to the house
where he pulled hair from his wife’s gray head,
where he gave uncle a black eye,
where we took his gun away,
fearing suicide.