To the Reader: Twilight

By Chase Twichell b. 1950 Chase Twichell
Whenever I look
out at the snowy
mountains at this hour
and speak directly
into the ear of the sky,
it’s you I’m thinking of.
You’re like the spirits
the children invent
to inhabit the stuffed horse
and the doll.
I don’t know who hears me.
I don’t know who speaks
when the horse speaks.

“To the Reader: Twilight” by Chase Twichell from The Snow Watcher published by Ontario Review Press. © 1998 by Chase Twichell. Used by permission of Chase Twichell.

Source: The Snow Watcher (Ontario Review Press, 1998)

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Poet Chase Twichell b. 1950

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

Subjects Arts & Sciences, Poetry & Poets

 Chase  Twichell


Chase Twichell was born in New Haven, Connecticut. She earned her BA from Trinity College and MFA from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. A practicing Buddhist, she is the author of several books of poetry, and her work often reflects her spiritual practice. In an interview Twichell note that “Zen is said to be a ‘mind-to-mind transmission.’ The best poems are exactly that: they leap from one mind to another without stopping to explain . . .

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SUBJECT Arts & Sciences, Poetry & Poets

POET’S REGION U.S., New England

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