Amy Nash will be participating in a poetry reading Saturday, November 9th, at SubText Bookstore in Saint Paul

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PUBLICATION READING
SubText Bookstore, 165 Western Avenue No., St. Paul, MN
7 PM., Saturday, November 9th, 2013
FREE & OPEN TO THE PUBLIC
Poetry, essays about Home
Featured readers include Jill Breckenridge, Tami Mohamed Brown, Wendy Brown-Baez, James Cihlar, Alice Owen Duggan, Margaret Hasse, Molly Sutton Kiefer, Linda Kantner, Julie Landsman, Amy Nash, Ellen Shriner, Cary Waterman, Karen Herseth Wee, Miriam Weinstein

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Tailgate

A subtitle is not
subtext is not
the answer

to any question. A name
emerges from an ash
pile, a bundle

of freshly snapped
branches, a line
from a song

her mother loved. What she loves
to hum in the back
seat of an old wood-paneled

station wagon has no
title, no hidden
meaning. Just a mix of raw

notes and floating
words only a young
imagination could concoct.

Stagger

She doesn’t even feel it—
that bee or wasp or hornet

sting—till after she stops
running along

another urban trail. Before
the thunder

they promised. The last
of last season’s

stingers still hanging
on. When shower water

activates a sharp ping

of pain she doesn’t begrudge
the culprit. Endangered

and fading fast
is no way to live.

October 8

A stranger bows before her
legs with some declaration
she doesn’t hear. Headphones
plugging her into
the third Rolling

Stones song
in a row. Exactly 23
years since that fire
left her homeless
in New Haven. Exactly two

more months
till 50

becomes her new
home. Will it be
the last
compliment for her
she doesn’t hear?

Lake Effect

What if
one of those 10,000
got lost—would it turn
up across town
tucked between
the circular one
and that snake? What drains
her tonight
will relieve
her some morning
down the road—a mysteriously
winding one. Could have been
stolen, could be returned
before dawn.