Poetry by Anne Bower
We look to words for paths forward
beyond complaints, self-pity, nostalgia
long for new seeing
new rhythms, surprise
like a gong in midnight’s silence
or reassuring sister beams
nailed to old timbers
to shore up this old house,
like a tent of sapling trunks
giving purchase to beans’ urging tendrils
Anne Bower‘s poems have appeared in multiple literary journals and anthologies as well as three chapbooks. She lives in rural Vermont, teaches tai chi, trains instructors, gardens, and is currently working on a novel set in Appalachia with a protagonist who becomes a famous quilter.
