Sunday, September 28, 2014

Interview: Writer on Writer

Novelist Sarah Shotland interviews me for Writer on Writer, a feature on Karen Lilis' Small Press Librarian blog.


Here's a poem for all you sinners. It's the Jewish New Year now, when we do taschlikh--we throw lint or bread crumbs from our pockets into a body of water to symbolize letting go of our sins. 


By the wizened roots of a massive oak
under the juniper tree

I cast my sins into the creek
scraping the lint from my pocket,

a mass of gritty regrets
tangled together, lodging under my nails.

I sat on the muddy bank
not caring about my skirt.

Blue gentians twisted in the oak roots,
clover bent under my boots.

One bit of foil was clumped in with my sins.
The lint swished downstream,

but the tiny glint of foil,
flashing in the sun, hooked

on a mass of gingko leaves too great
to be moved by mere water.

Some sins are too beautiful
to ever let go.

from Nine Kinds of Wrong, JKPublishing