Sojourner : Writing

Mother's Checking Account

Mother\'s Checking Account

A Poem by Sojourner


This is one of a collection of poems I wrote for, and about, my mother. She died in 1998 at the age of 89, fully alert, just worn out.
Sometimes

Sometimes

A Poem by Sojourner


My nephew, a contemporary in age, was killed in a car accident when I was a teenager. It was the first time I really faced death up close. It was also..
Picket's Patch

Picket\'s Patch

A Poem by Sojourner


Shred of cloth washed soft color running to color barbed wire casualty snagged-flag marker strumming two o'clock wind whipping top fence strand ..
Friday, May 21, 1999

Friday, May 21, 1999

A Poem by Sojourner


Blue-green day sprinkled down, pressed by Thursday's temper-tantrum weather. Breezes, new as Adam's first breath, squeak across leaves, grass,..
Heap of Bones

Heap of Bones

A Story by Sojourner


Intro to possible short story, never completed.
Woman

Woman

A Poem by Sojourner


There is no word for her that stands seperate, he-she, he-her, man-woman, male-female. In the beginning it takes two. According to rough vernacu..
Learning Curve

Learning Curve

A Poem by Sojourner


The progression of a boomer, techno-less poet.
White Rock Road

White Rock Road

A Poem by Sojourner


One of the poems included in my chapbook "Right Hand Lane," a collection of work on rural life.
Donovan Welch, Poet Professor

Donovan Welch, Poet Professor

A Poem by Sojourner


Dr. Welch was my professor for Creative Writing. I would gladly sit at his feet for every class he could teach. He is a widely published Nebraska poet..
A Spelling

A Spelling

A Poem by Sojourner


Bardish playing pipes calling far down behind the wind twining---weaving mist tendrils in wild hair---blowing---flowing off the sea down cragg..