A Poet’s Poem

By Brenda Shaughnessy b. 1970 Brenda Shaughnessy

If it takes me all day,

I will get the word freshened out of this poem.

I put it in the first line, then moved it to the second,

and now it won’t come out.

It’s stuck. I’m so frustrated,

so I went out to my little porch all covered in snow

and watched the icicles drip, as I smoked

a cigarette.

Finally I reached up and broke a big, clear spike

off the roof with my bare hand.

And used it to write a word in the snow.

I wrote the word snow.

I can’t stand myself.

Reprinted from Human Dark with Sugar (2008) by Brenda Shaughnessy. Used by permission of Copper Canyon Press, www.coppercanyonpress.org.

Source: Human Dark with Sugar (Copper Canyon Press, 2008)

Biography

Brenda Shaughnessy earned a BA from the University of California, Santa Cruz, and an MFA from Columbia University. She is the author of Interior with Sudden Joy (1999), Human Dark with Sugar (2008), winner of the James Laughlin Award from the Academy of American Poets, and Our Andromeda (2012). Her work has appeared in the Yale Review, the Boston Review, McSweeney’s, and Best American Poetry, among other places. With C.J. Evans, . . .

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