“The Lake, the House, the Bus” by Laurinda Lind

26 October 2018 on Blog, Poetry   Tags: ,

Water
no, spirit
no, water
in dreams,
water like Lake Ontario,
water like mud
always spraying stones—
a dream about us.

In the house,
lake under us,
big house
made of good wood.
A foundation,
it was a start.

But then
ambivalence,
maybe a bus
or an ambulance,
like you playing
the other husband or he
playing you, and everyone
rolling, all of us
laying down miles,
the land running out—

made me want
to skip the shore,
made me want
to work it all back
to waves.

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Laurinda Lind lives in New York's North Country, near Canada. Some poetry acceptances/ publications have been in Another Chicago Magazine, Comstock Review, Constellations, Main Street Rag, and Paterson Literary Review; also anthologies Visiting Bob: Poems Inspired by the Life and Work of Bob Dylan (New Rivers Press) and AFTERMATH: Expressions of Loss and Grief (Radix Media). In 2018, she won first-place awards for the Keats-Shelley Prize for adult poetry and the New York State poetry competition.

Christa Joyner Moody holds a B.A. in Photo-communications from St. Edward's University in Austin, TX, and earned her Masters in Art Education at the University of South Florida in Tampa, FL. Following her education she taught photography and art in Houston, TX and Reston, VA. Her photography has been published, selected for juried shows, won awards, and featured in local shows. Currently she is a full time photographer and artisan residing in the Tampa Bay area with her husband and children. In addition to photography, she enjoys glass fusing as well as designing and creating light fixtures, candles, and a variety of other items from up-cycled materials. Her first love, however, is photography; she classifies her work as fine art, documentary, and "slice of life". You can find more of her photography on Instagram at @cjmoody. 

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