Barbara Loots
Sisters
Row upon row, as once they sat in choir,
the nuns are resting underneath their stones,
while winter trees embody them like bones
that resurrect their song and send it higher.
Spirit of God, Sophia, sister, mother,
your music of compassion never dies;
in you perfected voices will arise,
each one the antiphon of every other.
New Year's Eve
The clever nest has shaken from the tree
to land here on the sidewalk at my feet,
as winter clears away last year's debris
and sweeps its brown detritus down the street.
So much depends on something letting go,
a loosening of ties, a stripping clean,
a useful emptiness by which I know
of singing birds that I have never seen.
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>Mezzo Cammin featured on the blog of The Best American Poetry
>The Mezzo Cammin Women Poets Timeline Project Turns 50--with Emily Dickinson
>The Mezzo Cammin Women Poets Timeline Project at Lincoln Center, Friday, April 11th, 7-9 PM. Rhina Espaillat, Angela O'Donnell, Erica Dawson, Maryann Corbett, and others.
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| Author Erica Jong |
| Marion Ettlinger: I was raised in Queens, New York, the daughter of German-Jewish immigrants. I was educated at The High School of Music & Art and The Cooper Union, both in Manhattan. Shortly after graduation, I moved to Northern Vermont, where I lived for seventeen years. Although I have been practicing portraiture since the Sixties, it was in the early Eighties that I found my true vocation in photographing poets and writers, who as subjects remain compelling and irresistible to me still. Using only natural light and black and white film, I continue this work based in Manhattan.
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