By Megan Snyder-Camp Megan Snyder-Camp
The casseroles just showed up.
According to her sister a symbolic casting
of the feminine, not gender but physics, dear—
according to a friend she looked
just like her sister, green bathrobe mid-afternoon,
suitcase still in the trunk.
She’d carried him dead for days.
Out above the reeds a sphere of birds
stretches and knots, rises as one
brown then belly-white. Oh the hunger
when it came filled every chair.

Megan Snyder-Camp, “Wake” from The Forest of Sure Things. Copyright © 2010 by Megan Snyder-Camp. Reprinted by permission of Tupelo Press.

Source: The Forest of Sure Things (Tupelo Press, 2010)

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Poet Megan Snyder-Camp

POET’S REGION U.S., Northwestern

Subjects Living, Death, Sorrow & Grieving

Poetic Terms Free Verse


Megan Snyder-Camp's first collection of poetry, The Forest of Sure Things, was published by Tupelo Press in August 2010. Poems of hers have appeared in the Antioch Review, Field, the Sonora Review, ZYZZYVA, and elsewhere, and she is the recipient of a 2010 Individual Artist grant from Washington's 4Culture Foundation as well as residencies/scholarships at Djerassi, Bread Loaf, and the Espy Foundation. She lives in Seattle with . . .

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SUBJECT Living, Death, Sorrow & Grieving

POET’S REGION U.S., Northwestern

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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