By Sandra McPherson b. 1943 Sandra McPherson
She was in love with the same danger   
everybody is. Dangerous
as it is to love a stranger,
she was in love. With that same danger   
an adulteress risks a husband’s anger.   
Stealthily death enters a house:   
she was in love with that danger.   
Everybody is dangerous.

Sandra McPherson, “Triolet” from The Year of Our Birth (New York: The Ecco Press, 1978). Copyright © 1978 by Sandra McPherson. Reprinted with the permission of the author.

Source: Poetry (July 1973).


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July 1973
 Sandra  McPherson


Sandra McPherson weaves vivid images culled from nature into what Contemporary Women Poets contributor David Young characterizes as "rich, complex, and deeply satisfying poems." In collections that include the National Book Award-nominated The Year of Our Birth, 1988's At the Grave of Hazel Hall, and 1996's Edge Effect: Trails and Portrayals, McPherson has increasingly honed her unsentimental, insightful verse, imbuing it with . . .

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SUBJECT Marriage & Companionship, Love, Death, Living, Relationships, Realistic & Complicated

Poetic Terms Rhymed Stanza, Refrain

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