Poems & Essays

21 Mar

Callaway Gardens

General/Column 3 Responses

Aunt Carol drove me
to Callaway Gardens
so I could be anonymous.

I wore a maternity shift,
my bump in yellow cotton, brazen.

For the first time in months, wild air
flitted up, between my legs.

At the Butterfly House, Painted Ladies
were too shy for photos.

Aunt Carol and I conspired.
“Here,” she whispered, pushing
a ring into my palm.

The gem bit.

“Wear it backwards.
You’ll look married.”

 

Quinn White is the author of My Moustache (Dancing Girl Press, 2013) and Orienteering (Origami Poems Project, 2013). Her poetry has appeared in journals such as Weave Magazine, Mom Egg Review, Sixth Finch, Bayou Magazine, and Gargoyle.

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  1. Joanne

    March 21, 2016 at 1:24 pm

    Well written imagery!

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  2. Susan Goldstein

    March 23, 2016 at 3:27 am

    I hope you are working on the related novel! You piqued my interest with these 2 characters, now please keep us posted!

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  3. Quinn White

    July 26, 2016 at 2:24 pm

    Hi,
    Thanks for the kind words about “Callaway Gardens,”
    The book is coming along. It’s a collection of poems about being a birthmother.
    When it is available of when I have news of it, I will let you know.

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