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Susan Wilde received her MFA in Creative Writing from SDSU. While pursuing her degree, she became the copy-editor at Poetry International (San Diego). She will continue as a contributing editor while writing in Dublin, Ireland. As a free-lance proofreader, she worked with G.C. Waldrep on a book for Marick Press. Wilde interned at Hugh C. Hyde Living Writers’ Series, helping with authors’ readings and introducing Jericho Brown. Wilde and her fellow students hosted readings on campus in conjunction with Poetry International (San Diego) and the Living Writers’ Series to bring a wider variety of voices to campus. In order to remain active in the po-biz after graduation, she and her colleagues started the California Journal of Poetics to provide an active discussion on poetics.

 

 

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Mud Flowers / 7. Not a Galway Hooker

Mud Flowers / 10. Hello Unpredictable, Wish I Were There

 

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Mud Flowers
7. Not a Galway Hooker

 

 

The small, tan, wire-haired dog pulls

the canoe on a hand-rigged trolley

like the dog that pulled the Grinch’s sled—

All Sandy needs is an antler tied

to her head. The hand-crafted craft steered

by the hand of the old gentleman,

dressed in moth-eaten sweater and jeans

cuffed at the ankle; the crowd parts

for the pair walking through the square

to the river. He lifts Sandy into

the bow of the canoe, puts the trolley

in the middle. Pushing off, stepping

into the back, and sitting down in one

fluid motion. They paddle upstream.

 

 

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Mud Flowers
10. Hello Unpredictable, Wish I Were There

 

 

Lightning splits

rocks cultivated from fields, fenced each sons’ share,

 

grazed by sheep.

Squat stone cottages, thatched with dried straw.

 

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Hibiscus blooms big

as my hand, crayoned tangerine, canary, and magenta.

 

Eucalyptus bark peels

off trunks in strips like sunburned skin.

 

 

©2012 Susan Wilde

 

 

 

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