The Fox at Dawn

At the garden 

sugar snaps wait

for me to pick-

each perfect pea

inside the pods

an assurance

I can keep.

-Patsy Kisner from her poem ‘After Death’

Oh Patsy, I breathe easier when I’m around you.  We recognize something about each other, maybe it’s the way we hold grief in our bodies. We see it and don’t need to talk about it but can with ease if we want.  For years now we have been friends, flood kin and roommates at the Appalachian Writers Workshops and retreats at Hindman. You and I and Angie Mimms will lie on our beds and laugh like girls at summer camp, lightening the load we each of us carry. Thank you for that ease. Thank you for that understanding.

I love your poetry- lean, spare, and right to the heart of mystery. I want Everyone to read it. 

Everyone, this is Patsy Kisner. Her most recent book is Until the Surface Breaks. She has another collection coming out soon and I hope I get to do the cover art.

Please find her books here:

https://patsykisner.com/books

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