Entries by Bethany

Twisted Vine

I have two poems in the Fall 2015 issue of Twisted Vine — live now! The typo (a comma instead of a period) at the end of my poem “Afterward” is my typo and not theirs, I was much chagrined to discover. What comes afterward, is open-ended, right?

Under Lockdown

Yesterday I once again got the dreaded, automated call from my daughter’s high school — the third time this school year — “under lockdown.” My gut twisted and the muscles in my shoulders and arms seized up. I had that weird fight or flight adrenaline rush, weird because there was no where to go and […]

Your Inner Anthropologist

Imagine that an anthropologist is studying your life. Based on the evidence, what will he or she infer is most important to you? 1. Subject is devoted to Spider Solitaire. (That would be me.) 2. Whenever the cellphone beeps or pings or kaboodles, subject picks it up as if it were  a fussy baby and […]

Poetic Medicine

“Writing and reading poems is a way of seeing and naming where we have been, where we are and where we are going with our lives.” -John Fox I saw this book, POETIC MEDICINE: THE HEALING ART OF POEM-MAKING, by John Fox, at a friend’s house. She hadn’t read it yet, but promised to forward […]