Poetry

Poetry Sunday: Kathi Stafford’s “These Bones” and an interview of the author

 

These Bones

—in the shadow of Bryce Canyon

The hieroglyphic code from these bones
Puts on a shadow play. Ulna turns to dust
Within my body. When will the crest of pain

Die down, recede on the pebbled edge
Of the tributary?

Oh my bones. How I took you for granted,
Never bearing my full weight in the whirl

Along the banks of the Paria River. I pray
Mercy for cartilage    sinew     nerves

 

From Blank Check (Finishing Line Press 2016) and published with permission of the press.

 

Kathi Stafford graduated from the Masters in Professional Writing program at the University of Southern California with a poetry concentration.  Her poetry, book reviews, and interviews have appeared in many journals, such as Rattle, Hiram Poetry Review, Connecticut River Review, Chiron Review, Nerve Cowboy, and Southern California Review. Her poetry has been anthologized in Chopin and Cherries and Sea of Alone: Poems for Hitchcock. She is a former editor of the Southern California Review and her “day job” background is as a corporate attorney—most recently for a children’s toy company. She published her first book, Blank Check (Finishing Line Press 2016), after a recent struggle with cancer.

 

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