Something about snow
in the mountains.
Something about
snowdrops in the morning.
All those syllables
frolicking on an alpine hillside.
All those petals bent
toward the sun spelling
out snow fall or snow
flakes or snow
drifts, catching sunrise
in their dew dipped
faces. Or is it snow rise
and sun drops. Is it sun
fall and snow tops.
I remember thinking,
I better write that down
before all the flowers
wilt, before all the
softness melts away.
Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 28, Issue 2.
As her grandmother once said, Callie Plaxco flew the coop when she left South Carolina to journey west to the University of Wyoming for her MFA in creative writing. Still in Wyoming, Callie lives with her husband, two small boys, and two big dogs. Her chapbook, Dear Person, is available at Dancing Girl Press. Her individual poems have appeared in Greensboro Review, Carve Magazine, Mom Egg Review, SWWIM, and Sugar House Review. She is the 2024 recipient of the Wyoming Arts Council’s Neltje Blanchan Writing Award.See all items about Callie Plaxco