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Literary Hook: Poem explains why I write poetry
By Christine Swanberg
Author and Poet
A Friend Asks
why I write poetry
and though I’ve dreamed of this moment
for years, it stops me like a siren:
Because Mayan women no longer weave chevrons
in desert sunset threads
because it is no longer useful.
Because the snowy egret leaves the marsh forever.
Because the people closest to me suffer.
Because words are bread.
Because writing it is as mapless
as driving down back roads.
Because without it my life is measured in paychecks.
Because I love you and can’t tell you.
Because I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to.
Because there are so many questions nobody asks.
Because someone wants to know.
Published in The Alleluia Tree and Korone.
Christine Swanberg is a local author and poet. She received the Lawrence E. Gloyd Community Impact Award at the 2012 Rockford Area Arts Council State of the Arts Awards.
Posted April 9, 2014