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3 poems by Shoshauna Shy

A Grass Widow

is a mistress discarded,
the dictionary claims.
A beloved un-selected
after serving as dessert,
a trial run or intermission.
Denounced, dismissed,
de-chosen, put promptly
out to pasture, her rolls
in hay now solo, shoes
stuffed with regret.
See her wedlocked lover
in cufflinks and creased
trousers return to church
on Wednesdays, the decorum
of glass pitchers, his in-laws’ patio.
Rebuked, refused, relinquished
and freshly-forsaken, his
once-cherished sips a cup of tea
in the drift of listless days.
Dressed in white she wanders
bare-legged through the meadow,
calves scratched raw
by clinging strands
bleed rivulets in the rain.

 

 

Hotplate Box from Sears Shows Up

on the porch; the slide-chain
on his bedroom door to keep
his mother out; deadbolt to keep
out me; the weeks stacking end
on end where we don’t see him– Just
dirty plates on attic stairs, T-shirts
down the laundry chute, on the landing
sandy boots.
Skip calls from school overlapping
our voice mail; we strip them off
like layers of paint.
The circling overhead when we settle
at bedtime; showers 3 AM
with the radio’s bleat;
me straining for a glimpse
of his face at Star Cinema;
Jan sure she spots him
on a park bench
Christmas Eve.

 

 

Olly Olly In Free

“I’m lucky the semi
got just the front end”
“Thank God I was downstairs
when the roof caved in”
Never mind the car’s totaled;
the new house a wreck;
we’re shaken with amazement
at good fortune instead.
Relieved the 18-wheeler
didn’t shear off our legs;
that Enemy Insomnia
rescued us from bed.
Misfortune’s reach
just a rupture, a break
so we’re able to declare
from even more
we escaped.
Inoculated now
from that brand of tragedy,
we consider ourselves
Olly Olly in Free
for catastrophe failed
to fully strike.

No way could a tree
come crashing twice.

 

Shoshauna Shy’s poems have been published by The Seattle Review, West Wind Review, Poetry Northwest, CutThroat Journal of the Arts and elsewhere.  Her full length collection titled What the Postcard Didn’t Say received an Outstanding Achievement Award from the Wisconsin Library Association.

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