This Shore

I can’t make things easier just by wishing it were so. I can only stand in the path that is my life. It doesn’t help to think it was harder back there. Or to know it’s easier than so many other places that people stand. This ache is my ache. The pulling apart of the […]

The Dance

The Dance  by Nancy Schatz Alton I fold over myself into who I used to be: if we didn’t like ghosts, we wouldn’t become parents   6, 16, 22, 13, 8: our lives illuminated by those who come after. It’s a song we keep singing while forcefully dropping the storyline.   I see me back […]

The Battle

The Battle by Nancy Schatz Alton All night my ears whistle, sing of the weather change The rain slowly arrives: we’re back in the grey. I can’t write eloquently about how I hoped to be better than myself. Stress-free, sliding into fancy clothes, off to the party, humming. No, I’m me. Tired with the weight […]

Forecast: Stormy Weather

Forecast: Stormy Weather  by Nancy Schatz Alton After the storm, I am calm.   After the storm: I grow tired of writing about the storm.   After the storm, people in the middle of the storm call me.   After the storm: I listen to people in the storm.   After the storm, I know […]

Tea

Tea* By Nancy Schatz Alton I begin with tea heated in two cups. I read the poems out loud while it steeps.   I steep my brain in words, sift, stir & speak. I sing the song in spoken verse.   I try to make a song that sticks, that feeds me the way tea […]

A Durable Sweater Set

  A Durable Sweater Set  by Nancy Schatz Alton The girl with the blue sweater grades papers. She looks more put together than me. A girl with a plan, a purpose, a sweater set, her life just beginning. I’ve always thought if I had the right clothes, everything else I wanted would arrive on time. […]

Monday Candy

Monday Candy  by Nancy Schatz Alton The coffee shop is cold, patrons ease into Monday. The dog exhales in white puffs. Ritual makes the work week easier. I push into word tasks. See the light orange persimmons pop against bare branches?   The dog exhales in white puffs. Ritual turns Sunday’s losses into a fading […]

Belonging

While I watched a dance performance today, I couldn’t stop think about belonging. The urge to belong: it’s such a deep longing: I feel it in my bone marrow, it makes my limbs feel heavy. How we often feel like we are on the sidelines, not knowing the steps to fit in. How a dance […]

Dart & Settle

This word is one small stone. I lift it up onto the page because I told myself I’d keep going. I’d keep writing here every day past my November goal. Why? I can be sarcastic and mean to myself and say these words don’t matter except I know they do matter for me. I’m writing […]