April 17, 2017 / Creative Writing
In this poem by T. M. Lawson, a woman visits her mother in the hospital to say goodbye.
July 11, 2013
I wrote my love an electronic letter you are the loneliness
which I have felt so deeply letters on a moonwhite screen
where are the leaves on the wind and he replied
it seems that I am always in your company electronic
spark flowing along the hemline ash of now’s miscellany
o flimsy system o electric prayer o cross
o tree o golden Sanskrit curve of the body o symbol
might we be free together one day in the silent wealth of bodies
Elizabeth Myhr received an MFA in creative writing from Seattle Pacific University. She cofounded Calypso Editions. Myhr lives in Seattle with her family.