Poems & Essays

18 Dec

Tender Grit

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My tiny wild daughter
refuses pink chalk

drawing sidewalk roses
holds no magic for her

not when a street puddle
brims with clouds and girl –

before I can stop her
she bends to meet them

dips her forehead and
rises grinning, forever

crowned in grit and sky.



Elizabeth Kuelbs holds an MFA in Writing from the Vermont College of Fine Arts. She writes and teaches around mothering three children and saving unattended bagels from her Bernese Mountain Dog. Her poetry appears in The Timberline Review, Cricket, Canary, The Children’s Writers Guild, The Hawaii Women’s Journal, and elsewhere.

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