You’re invited~ http://www.bellinghamseafeast.com/ SAVE THE DATE Bellingham SeaFeast 2016 Friday, Sept 30 & Saturday, Oct 1, 2016 The inaugural Bellingham SeaFeast 2016 provides you a setting of endless fun and the food fare of the surrounding bay and straits. A gathering for family and friends. Admission free. FISHERPOETS-ON-BELLINGHAM BAY PRESENTED BY WASHINGTON SEA GRANT FRIDAY, SEPTContinueContinue reading “Event: SeaFeast Bellingham”
Author Archives: Shannon Laws
Event: 2016 Read-In for Peace
You’re invited~ World Peace Poets’ Fourth Annual Read-In! Write-On! READ-IN FOR WORLD PEACE World Peace Poets’ Fourth Annual Read-In! Write-On! Saturday, September 24, 2015, Doors Open at 5:00 PM This is a FREE and public event with special musical guests. A light supper will be served at 5:30 along with coffee & tea. ReadersContinueContinue reading “Event: 2016 Read-In for Peace”
Alcohol Poem Anthology
I am happy to announce my poem “Rancid Blood” was selected by James Bertolino for his new project an Alcohol Poem Anthology. More details to post later. Stay tuned! My bio reads: Shannon Laws is a World Peace Poet and non-profit radio producer in Bellingham, Washington. Her family has an intense, repetitive history with the disease ofContinueContinue reading “Alcohol Poem Anthology”
Poem: glacier
glacier I like fire. I watch fire, it seduces me as it rolls over stone and soot-wood If you wait long enough I will tell you all my secrets. They will calve off crash into the ocean between us. Truth, I will float tonight salted for flavor
Poem: Just Dawn
Just Dawn My window blinds squint out a slit of light. No one can tell the view from here but me. I see the June cherry tree out there, on the other side holding bouncing chickadees that peck at branch aphids. I hear the roof-spine morning seagulls barking orders —when pushed off swiftly byContinueContinue reading “Poem: Just Dawn”
Poem: Homeless Servant Less Than
Homeless Servant Less Than I am a dirty demographic. The frog in the hand of a young boy testing his powers I am the lump of feather-bones on a pine needle floor poked at by eight-year-olds with a stick A mermaid with a black eye A mountain goat with a bad foot AContinueContinue reading “Poem: Homeless Servant Less Than”
Poem: Pearl
Pearl -By Shannon Laws There’s a pebble in my boot named “That Night” A callus has formed around it I’ll never find a pearl in my sock That time the time I failed That one time that night the night nothing worked and you died How sorry I am Both legs limpContinueContinue reading “Poem: Pearl”
Poem: Her Hands
Her Hands The door squeaks Hello as I enter her sanctuary The leather garden gloves still hold the hands. I see them. It is the first thing I see. History molded into each finger strip crooked right pointer finger bump on the left where a ring sat blacken ends that dipped in freshContinueContinue reading “Poem: Her Hands”
My First Villanelle: Towards Harris
But first a note from my desk… This villanelle came to me during my first week at a new job on a cold, dark, foggy February morning. With steel toe boots on and a budgeted $7 for travel and lunch in my jean pocket, I search for the bus stop on Harris to catch theContinueContinue reading “My First Villanelle: Towards Harris”