Pit Stop Early morning air whistles past the plant on the dresser, kicks at a scarf hanging on my bed post, then finds the place in my mind holding childhood trinkets. I surprise myself, reacting in song. I sing an old folk song handled and dusted by time, passed down generation to generation. AnContinueContinue reading “Pit Stop”
Author Archives: Shannon Laws
Writer’s Shout Out
Earlier this month Rena Priest, a poet, writer, producer and community activist, interviewed me for her new radio program “Writer’s Shout Out”. Her one-hour interview program takes a look at the life of a writer and the things that inspire them. This program aired on the non-profit, community station KZAX-LP FM 94.9 last week. It wasContinueContinue reading “Writer’s Shout Out”
Christmas Card 2016
CLICK to view the 2016 SPL Staff Christmas Card Christmas Card 2016 Entering the last week of the year I can’t help but get a little reflective. This year was tough for me personally, and the unrest throughout our nation added more frustrations. I really wanted to start this letter with the sentence, “What a suck-ass yearContinueContinue reading “Christmas Card 2016”
Poem: Another God
Another God by Shannon Laws I cannot sleep next to you The porch light on the other side of the curtains tricks me awake You look frozen on a canvas, painted in oils by a master, shadows lightly brush your shape I study the back of your head your ear lobe a quiet beating veinContinueContinue reading “Poem: Another God”
Poem: Misfits
Misfits evening sun sets on my chest light moves over slow breaths empty pubs play lonely string songs in three keys do you know my hymn can I sing your tune separated by table and fret, an empty bent glass I play a wink you play the moon in the middle we never meet Our shipsContinueContinue reading “Poem: Misfits”
Kickstarter for Poem Booth
Help us transform a phone booth into a “POEM BOOTH” https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1485995559/poem-booth-bellingham We are looking to raise $300 to transform an abandoned old phone booth into a POEM BOOTH. With your help, this derelict urban “sculpture” will become a spot for a different type of communication. The money goes towards parts, labor and awards for theContinueContinue reading “Kickstarter for Poem Booth”
NEW! Poem Booth
Poem Booth Bellingham Last month Christen Matix, Summer Starr and I shined up our smiles, polished our pens to present our proposal to the downtown Community Food Co-Op. We asked the board’s permission to convert the derelict phone booth on Forest Street, located outside next to the community board, into a Poem Booth. The board lovedContinueContinue reading “NEW! Poem Booth”
Poem: Cut Out
Cut Out A woman travels far to find out who she is Today I am paper cut into a snowflake pasted on a dark blue page Rain scratches through a nearby grove It is you, crossing the room to grab your keys Cold air makes my nose run Words make my eyes water Shivers shakeContinueContinue reading “Poem: Cut Out”
Poem: Lights Tonight
Lights Tonight The lights this evening are not denied their time farther away from Harris Avenue the brighter they become Lemon juice irritates the cut on my thumb Ghost-hitchhiker talks to my temple How do you find harmony, find a hole and fill it He beat the Lilith out of her Eve that nightContinueContinue reading “Poem: Lights Tonight”
An Exquisite Corpse
Morning light peeks through my bedroom window dissolves on the floor as a golden square and rises as a pristine sun then remains for the first glow of a glorious moon A moon that radiates light on selfless justice A message for our past from our future It did not have to be that way-ContinueContinue reading “An Exquisite Corpse”
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