BOOKS & PUBLICATIONS
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Poem Title: Fairy Tales Now
Fairy Tales Now Don’t use the word tower Or the word magic. Don’t mention grandmother, stepmother, Roses, or red, red lips. Don’t say tragic. Don’t describe the woods Or throw their braid out the window. Never climb a vine or a glass mountain. They could have a vampire, But they never talk about the river Unless somebody drowns. Publication Information: On The Way to the Promised Land Zoo, Cyberwit, 2019 |
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Books, Chapbooks, Anthologies
by Wendy Taylor Carlisle
Mercy of Traffic
50/50
UNTOLD ARKANSAS
IN PLEIN AIR
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Poems in This Publication
Poem Title: Thirteen The boy in the baggy shorts, tosses back his forelock before he shoots. When the corners of the cracked court darken, he saunters in. Six months ago, he was at home in her kitchen, milk chocolate on his chin, handicapping the Bulls, describing the new kid in Algebra, so much a part of her rooms, he was a chair, the thermometer. Mom, it’s hot. Underfoot. In July he talked about baseball. Now he reads alone in the evenings. He has nothing to say. Before he goes out, the boy pulls on his Spurs jersey. His mother has washed it until it is thin as milk. Publication Information: Discount Fireworks, Doubleback Books, 2021
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