Pattiann Rogers Poems
- Nearing Autobiography Those are my bones rifted and curled, ...
- Counting What The Cactus Conta... Elf owl, cactus wren, fruit...
- Stone Bird I remember you. You're the one who lifted your ...
- In General This is about no rain in particular, just any ...
- Address: The Archaeans, One Ce...
- Forth Into View, Random Warrio... The slender checkered ...
Pattiann Rogers (born 1940) is an American poet, and is on the faculty of the low residency MFA Program in Creative Writing at Pacific University.
She was born in Joplin, Missouri, and graduated Phi Beta Kappa with a bachelor's degree from the University of Missouri in 1961. She received a Master of Arts degree from the University of Houston in 1981. She taught at the University of Texas, the University of Montana, and at Washington University in St. Louis. She was the Ferrol Sams Distinguished Writer-in-Residence at Mercer University. She was Associate professor, and taught in the MFA Creative Writing Program during the spring semesters, 1993 to 1997, at the University of ... more »
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Those are my bones rifted
and curled, knees to chin,
among the rocks on the beach,
my hands splayed beneath my skull
in the mud. Those are my rib
bones resting like white sticks
wracked on the bank, laid down,
delivered, rubbed clean
by river and snow.
Ethereal as seedless weeds
in dim sun and frost, I see
my own bones translucent as locust
husks, light as spider bones,
as filled with light as lantern
bones when the candle flames.
And I see my bones, facile,
willing, rolling and clacking,
reveling like broken shells
among themselves ...