New Poems from Peggy Miller
POET PEGGY MILLER’S new poems have been announced. The upcoming publication of her fourth collection of poems, Sciences of Silence, has been announced by FootHills Publishing. Because Peggy is my real, true friend, I hear her real, true voice speaking every line of this poem that Foothills shared from the collection. I hope you can, too.
The Good Stuff
Brother Loman Joseph came by with
a handful of dry limas and broke one
open with his little folding knife to
show the 2 cotyledons inside. Dicot,
he said. Once he took an old softball
from his pocket on which he wrote
N period Y period with a blue ballpoint
pen and Xs for the north pole and
the south pole. He lit the bare light bulb
of the porch lamp and tilted the softball
for winter in New York, and he walked
it around the little sun until it was
summertime and sunny. On a winter
night he pointed out the Pleiades,
a modest clutch of stars south
of the biggest star in Auriga’s pentagon.
Seven Sisters,
like you girls, he said,
always teaching the good stuff.
Sometimes he brought a pillowcase
full of grapes or corn. The tassels
at the apex of corn stalks were male
flowers puffing pollen. Pollen traveled
the silk strands of female flowers,
ripening the kernels of corn. Monocot,
like the grasses. Of grapes I remember
only the bitter pits. He showed me
how to grow a sweet potato held
up by three toothpicks in a jelly
glass, and once he asked me where
I ‘d have to be if I had a square house
with a window on each side and no
matter which window I looked out
I’d be looking south. And I got
the answer right—He planted a tall
maple sapling beyond the barberry
bush. Maybe it’s still there.
Thank you, Peggy
Kindly, Peggy said this about our work together on a recent book of poems: With sharp focus and thoughtful, constructive comments, Jamie gives—most generously—guidance which reflects her depth of experience. —Peggy Miller, editor of THE COMSTOCK REVIEW, author of WHAT THE BLOOD KNOWS; STONE BEING
Poem reproduced with permission.
Poetry is an art in which the soul invests itself in images and words. Seeking support for your poetry? Visit my contact page, and let’s connect. You might also be interested in my books: Plotting Your Novel with the Plot Clock and Jamie Helps Mel Write a Novel.