Currents, hand me through.
Mine. Read in my roughspun face. I am no mother.
Mine. Read in my roughspun face.
I am no mother.
My thumbprint marks no belly.
I require conjuring,
In sleep I am a dolphin,
Oceans require no science, Little sister, when you are with the river
Oceans require no science,
Little sister, when you are with the river
I have followed the rivers in my hands,
Devon Miller-Duggan’s poems have appeared in CutBank, The Indiana Review, Rattle, Christianity and Literature. She has won two fellowships from the Delaware Division of the Arts and the Editor’s Prize in Margie. She teaches creative writing for the University of Delaware, is married to an historian and has two grown daughters. Her first collection, Pinning the Bird to the Wall, appeared in November 2008 from Tres Chicas Books. She says:
The original version of the poem was an attempt to put into words what it felt like to be surrounded by the “uncommon women” during my years at Mt. Holyoke College. I unearthed it recently and found it speaking to me in new ways. This is probably because I’ve been teaching a class on the Fisher King story. After several semesters of Fisher King novels and movies and poems, it felt like time for someone to write a Fisher Queen.