P.D. Bresnahan


I envy her certainty.
The way she jumps
from the Dodge Ram pick-up,
sets down a pail filled with branches
and picks a stick,
her arms a tanned extension
of the forked wood.
She walks
until the stick flips,
yanks her wrist down
then flags the spot,
steps again.
She knows the water is waiting.
Like an answer,
the stick bends
to where it first drank.

Peg Bresnahan has one book of poetry, Chasing Light, and her work is published in journals, such as Wisconsin Review, Kansas Quarterly, Kakalak, Cream City Review, and Nebraska Review. She lives in Cedar Mountain, NC.



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