Anna Weaver
Anna Weaver writes as a former soldier, a lover of flatlands, and a woman “with loyalties scattered over the landscape” (HT: Marge Piercy). Her poems have appeared in Connotation Press, O-Dark-Thirty, One, and elsewhere, earning nominations for the Pushcart and other prizes. She’s performed her poetry in 37 states and counting, and hosts a vibrant open mic in Raleigh, NC. Her current project is a series of poems exploring the Elder Futhark runes. She shares tips for open mic hosts and performers at annaweaver.net.​



1986

...it’s like falling in love with yourself, 
the one who had been the villain. 
~Sharon Olds


thanks be 
that I wasn’t writing 
poems that year
fresh 
out of high school
nothing to choke on 
except Izods 
and ignorance 
no fires 
no haze 
to inform me 
that my summer air 
was an immigrant 
not to mention 
all those bees 
their unremarkable
doodling 
at the margins 
of every flower 
every vegetable 
I saw and what 
could I possibly 
have said 
about the ocean 
sloshing around 
at its rightful depth
heavy with coral 
and whales
unbleached
unbeached
every glass 
half full
with all that 
glorious ice

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