Martha McCollough
Plague Diary
I’m living by owl’s hours
nowhere to be but
this bed my workshop
who can think in the dark
or love a morning grey
with threat of late snow
still the peepers are about
their frantic business
as in other springs
outside the back door
a disheveled garden springs
up of its own sweet will
—Submitted on
Martha McCollough‘s a poems and videopoems have appeared or are forthcoming in Radar, Tammy, Pangyrus, Barrelhouse, Salamander, Triquarterly, Datableed, Atticus Review, and other journals. She holds an MFA in painting from Pratt Institute, and lives in Amherst, Mass.
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