The Whisky Blot
Journal of Literature, Poetry, and Haiku
I find myself in again and again ready to turn left at the intersection where I learned left turns listening to a song from those same late early years singing along half wrong learning or remembering —remembering learning—the lyrics as my car climbs a familiar road my hands not so much steering as rereading this hill: the sameness of the slope and the humidity, as if seasons stay put and we keep visiting them, as if melodies and dashboards were time-travelling machines in the silence between songs, I am here at the stop sign (another left) surrounded by green and memory between the playground and the swim club between the library and home beneath the blue June sky and despite the renovations everything seems just as it was only more so—the insects louder, the leaves denser —the ghost breeze swaddling all the years between then and then compressed compressed in now, turning again as I learn to remember learning the way home, the way through this growth and warmth, this summer Ceridwen Hall is a poet and book coach. She helps poets and novelists plan, create, and revise compelling manuscripts with one-on-one coaching and inspiring feedback. She holds a PhD from the University of Utah and is the author of two chapbooks: Automotive (Finishing Line Press) and Excursions (Train Wreck Press). Her work has appeared in TriQuarterly, Pembroke Magazine, Tar River Poetry, The Cincinnati Review, and other journals. You can find her at www.ceridwenhall.com. Comments are closed.
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