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Martha Collins

Poetry

Spring 1995

Lets

By Martha Collins

He let her in, he let her out, and then he let her down. She let him, though, or so she said, but maybe she was letting on (remember how […]

Poetry

Spring 1995

Means

By Martha Collins

But what does it mean, and when does it mean it? Meaning’s mean: somewhere between What? and Oh! But meaning’s mean, I mean look it’s only a means to an […]

Poetry

Spring 1995

Points

By Martha Collins

Knife, sword, gun, we meet at some point or other, yours, you designate, I’m point- less, zero, blank, having neither length nor breadth, no part, not even as in hair, […]

Poetry

Summer 1991

Exposure

By Martha Collins

Exposed roots, pond, swamp, somebody’sbeen to Mississippi, vines, limbsdangle, dance, Where were you, did you ridethat bus? No, I was young, I had a husband, thoughtsof a child, And what […]

Poetry

Summer 1991

Her Mother Said

By Martha Collins

We heard it at dinner, chicken marsala, rice, I remember the wine left in the glasses, it had been in the papers the day before, the mother’s story, her picture, […]