I taught creative writing at UNC-Carolina, was on the faculty for 15 years. Have published 6 collections of poetry most recently Tea and The Librarian. Available from Main Street Rag Press. My first novel, Doing it at the Dixie Dew won the Malice Domestic Prize from St. Martin's Press and was published last year. It has done well and the sequel, Wedding Bell Blues is due out 2016. Am working on the third one, Daylily Do Off at the Dixie Dew.
“To be an antediluvian.is an extremely proud and pleasant thing,”
More than a thousand years ago
when I was young and silly, I believed
in sugar Valentines and ribbon flowers
pinned in places of the heart.
A thousand years ago when
I was wild and crazy-eyed I wanted
of thin white curtains blowing
in warm breezes from wide sandy beaches.
A thousand or so years ago I loaded my arms
and cracked my back with pages
in every word of the world’s ways until I knew
Nothing at all.
Still I was happy.
A thousand million billion years ago I wore hats
of every shape and color
purses that matched my skirts and jackets
I marched with the merry go round crowds
at the fair.
O, several million years ago I loaded my days
with paper and coins
traded towns and lives for those in chairs
A thousand shoes ago I ran with life, tripping and falling, rising only
to run footpaths in flats and heels, leather and plastic, city streets.
I had long legs, tough heels,
and loved the race.
Loved the air.
Loved. Loved. Loved.
I was fleet of feet.
I am barefoot in this afterlife,
limping and leaping. over tender stones
upturned and mossy.
©2016 Ruth Moose
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