If maturity is being able to see the whole as well as the parts, poetry is the ability to express it.  We know of no poet with greater power of intricate expression than Christine Gelineau, a woman equally at home in classrooms and pastures.  Her poems are of place and recognition.  They are what National Poetry Month is for.

Here is the first of several we will be bringing to you in the weeks to come.



Spring Again

that old chicanery
of sun-rinsed air
and nearly-finished flowers

The meadows
are tricked out
in sudden green

the rivers gulping,
tearing to the sea

We are so eager to believe
the sleight-of-hand
the magic cotton-tailed trees

Smoke-white blossoms
cloud the air yet

our feet the earth
maintains her
old sure suck.


© Christine Gelineau, 2006.   From Remorseless Loyalty, Ashland Poetry Press.


Christine Gelineau is the assistant director of the Creative Writing Program at SUNY Binghamton, where she teaches literature. She also teaches creative writing in the low-residency MA/MFA Writing Program at Wilkes University. She lives with her husband on a farm in upstate New York where they raise Morgan horses. She has won the Richard Snyder Publication Prize for Remorseless Loyalty and published a stunning full-length book of poetry called Appetite for the Divine, also from Ashland Poetry Press. She has published poetry and essays widely and has a poem in the Pushcart Prize Anthology.

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  • Diane Dettmann April 27, 2014 at 9:19 am

    With the endless Minnesota winter almost over, Christine’s “Spring Again” gives me hope that sunny days with flowers in full bloom will arrive soon.