Want

Want  by Nancy Schatz Alton Every part of me hurts from wanting From making myself rise daily To see about this wanting I’m done tamping myself down You see we’re painting The dining room half-red/half pleasing white A marriage of just enough mayonnaise to let the want scream I want my home to signal you […]

A Lean Crew

A Lean Crew  by Nancy Schatz Alton The only sturdy thing is my indecision My waffling between menu items Always invited laughter When I needed to know: French toast or waffles. Yet mirth held its own blessing Another vantage point In a world fraught With catastrophe. What if falling is funny? Our most irritating habits: […]

Found

Found  by Nancy Schatz Alton “I am not a saint/ Because I keep trying to be a sound, something/ You will remember/ Once you’ve lived long enough not to believe in heaven.” -Jericho Brown, from “Deliverance” I’ve noticed if I hum I’m closer to being in tune But I don’t need to reach the right […]

Want + Need

I want to be a collage artist. I want to be in two places at once. I want to be a poetry professor and the woman who sits in the school while her daughter attends 6 tutoring sessions a week. I want to go backwards and nab an MFA at age 26. Or forward and […]

How To Draw A Triangle

How to Draw a Triangle When Given 3 Angles  by Nancy Schatz Alton Go to Google. Type in: how to draw a triangle. Watch: when given 3 angles pop up. Click on the first choice. Watch the ad. Click the ad off. Watch the man explain how to draw a triangle. Show your daughter. Forget […]

Riptide

Riptide  by Nancy Schatz Alton                 Can I be considerate of my bitterness? Can I make my own remedy? Can I be citrus peel? My rush of long feeling overpowers minutes. I’m always stepping back, considering the underbelly of bitter pulling myself apart until I can love whatever gets […]

Mulch

              Mulch  by Nancy Schatz Alton   Words tear up the trees inside of me. Roots exposed, I reach for tools to tamp down destruction. There’s no beating this sadness down. These old tracks, this sordid tale, leaks calcium from my bones I make a box of love, grief’s […]

Lit Fuel

Lit Fuel  by Nancy Schatz Alton “The dissimilarity of feeling that might underlie the similarities of expression— reading that in Madame Bovary brought to mind the lost art of burning a bridge; so this may be a good time to let you know you’ve been increasingly not on my mind. One life to live is […]

Word Play

It’s been an extra creative week for me as I taught my first Structuring Creativity class. Having one more container for creative play: nice. I think it gave me good energy for my Friday classes. I teach writing to small groups of kids most Fridays. Yesterday, one of my students wrote a poem that really […]

Start Me Up

Start Me Up  by Nancy Schatz Alton “I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love.” -Anton Chekhov I’m in love with the way the cottonwood trees make lines: planted perfectly a grid that mimics the drum beat that kickstarts my heart pulses my blood alive! alive! alive! sky spits rain-snow, snow-rain, sleet muck March […]