Poet Laundry

When death comes you find yourself trying to catch up to it, to face facts, like pulling on a winter coat when the cold has a...

Luna Moth, Wikimedia Commons In a wildflower garden there lived a cocooned creature who hatched, grew tall, a...

hush now, wild thing have you ever been to electric lady land? gypsy eyes, bold as love machine gun fire burning desire— hea...

photo © 2013 Jennifer Wagner Just outside this circle of light the mood of sky is darkening as sprinkles of rain are turn...

I wrote a poem about two people I often see strolling together holding hands— is that you now on streets unending? Every mo...

photo © 2013 Jennifer Wagner the red pony the hunt for red october the red pyramid redwall red rabbit w...

Photo by Margaret Bednar In the room of no music and unlit fires she hangs between us. Her fingers continue to po...

photo © 2013 Jennifer Wagner i know we’ll all have our winters to face, and for some, dark skies may be just down the...

At all the wrong turns and times, and for the wrong reasons, we vowed love through false teeth. You were looking for a moth...

photo © 2013 Jennifer Wagner i knew it butterflies do come in all shapes and sizes © 2013 Jennife...