Listen: "By Water, By Fire": Reading my Queen Anne's Lace prose poem
Because it's August, and Queen Anne's Lace blooms so gorgeously now, on my daily walks I'm reminded of this prose poem I wrote some years ago about being baptized at the same time as my daughter, and how, on a walk with her, years later, in the meadow at ten, the wet lace inspired this poem. She's twenty-six now. From where I stand now, I see how much it all came true: how we stumbled, how we fell. All these years later, I'm grateful for this prose I culled from that meadow, foreshadowing. I wouldn't alter a word.
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