I do have a link to a recently posted poem of hers, Seasonal, that will give you a taste of the delights to be found in her work. And if you go to her webapage, Lucia Galloway, you'll find other poems on her Portfolio page as well as links to other published work.
But wait, wait, update! Lucia generously sent me this poem, found on page 32 from "Venus and Other Losses," to post for you all. Enjoy!
Poem without the Piano
Even if you’re expecting
just notes—
in tunes and rills
chords and counterpoint—
you may get minnows silvered
darting in little schools
or sumo wrestlers panting
groaning with the contest.
You may get Chinese acrobats
stacked up in pyramids
or paddle balls
or yo-yos
whirligigs
Pick-up-Stix
painted turtles
crawling from fissures
between the keys. Things
whose happening
takes shape in spaces
between the sounds.
~ Lucia Galloway
jeepers...should I leave the spam in because it looks like sort of a found poetry?
ReplyDeleteOr delete it on principle/