Pattiann Rogers

(1940 / Joplin, Missouri / United States)

Pattiann Rogers Poems

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  • Kate Belt (11/25/2017 9:08:00 PM)

    Could I get a copy of the poem read at Brian Doyle’s tribute in September? Thanks so much!

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Nearing Autobiography

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 ...

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