It all started with a bouquet of flowers. Left on the circle table in the center of my new apartment positioned gracefully in a heavy crystal vase, a hand-me-down from my mother. Multi-colored assorted. They brightened the room and matched my shower curtain, and the bedspreads. The second Monday morning, in my new apartment, theContinueContinue reading “Dream: The Petals”
Author Archives: Shannon Laws
Poem: Oven
House of the overcast waits for the sun-break to warm the seeds that hide beneath the sod
Poem: Fort Builder
I am a fort builder of cushions and sheets I stole the plywood from the garage and nailed it to the tree I am the girl who spattered lavender paint on her new jeans for school I am that one I am that girl who made extra money picking berries, babysitting, and watching cats IContinueContinue reading “Poem: Fort Builder”
Book: Odd Little Things
So happy to announce that my book is out, and ready for purchase! “Odd Little Things” Released June 2014 Purchase your copy here: http://www.villagebooks.com/book/9780692222355 Description The 2013 Mayor’s Arts Award recipient, poet, author and community radio personality, Shannon P. Laws, celebrates glory in the little things, the odd little things to be exact. “Odd LittleContinueContinue reading “Book: Odd Little Things”
Poetry Day Camp
Saturday, I went to a poetry day camp taught by a well known poet here in Bellingham. Went in support of a friend and I’m surprised at the poems that came out of the day, well, not TOO surprised.Poetry is a personal art, an intimate process. To write poetry in a group setting creates conflictsContinueContinue reading “Poetry Day Camp”
Poem: Graduation
GraduationThe average person gets 432 haircuts in their lifetimeFor you I wonder- too many, or not enoughRegardless, you will not like most of themEvery seven years your skin is completely renewedFrom scalp to toes, a new birthday suit is knittedYou will use at least 150 toothbrushesfrom baby teeth to wisdoms,and swallow just as many spidersorContinueContinue reading “Poem: Graduation”
Maggie the Ghost
Have you ever worked with a ghost? One summer, I worked on a Washington island as a housekeeper at a large inn that is playfully haunted by “Maggie”. My encounters with the ghost were so gentle, she is an inspiration for my book scheduled to be released 2015. The Inn wasn’t very old. You’d expect aContinueContinue reading “Maggie the Ghost”
Guest Poet: Denise duMaurier
SnowdropA daystar opened in my row of dead leaves pallid from the wind a golden center ready for the slug that finds it blind and eats it whole. Feet that feel no miracles will stomp on it thinking it a weed in the way of clearing fallen bark and broken twigs that quit the tree.ContinueContinue reading “Guest Poet: Denise duMaurier”
Poem: Handcraft
I hide my hand from my lover Dripping in apple’s wine The season is now morning The harvest hangs on the vine I shall pick the fruit Forgotten by my lover I shall reap the award Of the farmers labor Dance across the leaf That shines with dew Hop along the river A trail weContinueContinue reading “Poem: Handcraft”
Poem: Am I lovely? Of course!
A poem by Vera Pavlova (translated by Steven Seymour) Am I lovely? Of course! Breathlessly I taste the subtle compliment of a handmade caress. Chop me into tiny bits, caress and tame my soul, that godly swallow you love to no end. *** Vera wrote, “poetry is like earthworms, thought is like cud, and understandingContinueContinue reading “Poem: Am I lovely? Of course!”
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