A Woman’s Best Garment is Silence

She crafted herself
a new blue suit
of worsted wool
gabardine,
stitched in
silence,
lined the jacket with
old friends,
abandoned mother,
Aunt Lee, Uncle Dean,
threaded
Old Man River,
dust bowl farms,
Iowa, Wisconsin, Illinois
in each seam,
even though she’d
dreamed long
of leaving. Continue reading

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Words Never Fail Me

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Montreal Botanical Gardens – August 2018

Silky morning breeze
sidles
around my neck
murmurs through
sun-scrubbed leaves.

Startled by tranquility
I lift my coffee cup,
taste bitter
wrapped in bliss,
and discover
syzygy.*

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*What the heck, Susanne, you say, is syzygy? Sub i for y and the word is pronounced siz-i-jee. In the context of this poem it means “any two related things, either alike or opposite”.

It also means inspiration because as I sat pondering a piece of personal non-fiction I’m struggling to get just right (and write) and nothing worked, I found this word accidentally on Dictionary.com. The other implacable draft dropped away and off I went on this poem. One word changed the morning from self-flagellating defeat to a small victory.

Words never fail to inspire me.

Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater

It is a day of rest. And so I offer up a guest post (as dear Cynthia Jobin used to do) whose last name is “Knight”, today’s Just Jot It January prompt. This Knight is a poet and I found him by visiting the Poetry Foundation website and typing “Knight” as my search term.

Please welcome Mr. Etheridge Knight to Wuthering Bites. You can find more of his work at the Poetry Foundation and Poets.org. Enjoy his reading on the video link below.

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Perfect morning on the Rideau Canal today – January 28, 2018