Anna lives in a cozy tiny house on a secluded…
Every winter, I die with the earth
and rise again with the dripping, blossomed thaw.
I emerge from my dark den of hiding
ravenous
different, and yet the most myself I’ve ever been
with a new set of brighter eyes
rosy-faced, tender—
I have left behind another shed skin.
and I think
have I made it this time, finally and fully?
to this brimming garden? this honeyed milk promised land?
have I finally found the ancient springs I came from? the
waters that feed the roots of these hardy mountain flowers?
is it time to drink deep?
to be whole and well?
(yes, this time, it is.)
Anna lives in a cozy tiny house on a secluded ranch in the Kootenays with her husband, dog, and nine chickens. (The chickens don't live in the house.) A number of her poems have appeared in Allegory Ridge and Plants & Poetry Journal. In addition to poetry, she also writes fantasy novels and aims to pursue traditional publishing in the near future. You can find her vintage clothing business, Raggedy Crow Vintage, on Etsy.