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By Eliza Griswold b. 1973 Eliza Griswold
The pack is filing
from my nowheresvilles
filling the halfway hotels,
braving the ruts and calling
one another via satellite.
A dollar says hello.

At home I try growing
a new life, one of many
women bored by
my womb’s mystery.

Who has time
to run a thumb
between her legs
and calculate
the temperature —
chipper and bitter
netherworld weathergirl.

Source: Poetry (September 2013).

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This poem originally appeared in the September 2013 issue of Poetry magazine

September 2013
 Eliza   Griswold

Biography

Eliza Griswold is a poet and reporter whose work has appeared in the New Yorker, the Atlantic, the New York Times Magazine, Harper's, and the New Republic. Her books include the poetry collection Wideawake Field (2007) and the non-fiction title The Tenth Parallel (2010), which examines Christianity and Islam in Asia and Africa. In 2010, Griswold won the Rome Prize from the American Academy in Rome for her poetry, and in 2011, . . .

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SUBJECT Living, Life Choices, Parenthood, The Body

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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