[oliver murray]

Congratulations to Amy Small-McKinney, whose poem "Snow Blind" from her excellent chapbook "Body of Surrender" has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize.

[David Mason]

Way to go!

[Elle Bruno]

Well Well! Congrats Amy. What a great honor. Dee

[Terese Coe]

Kudos, Amy! Would you post it for us?

Terese

[Amy Small-McKinney]

Thank you all for your kindness. I had learned of this months ago, but it became "official" this month. My warmest regards, Amy

Snow Blind

Nothing changes, exactly.
No subliming of elements.
Nothing as malleable as silver, fluid as mercury;
memory’s body is not that solid.
I know. You have heard this before –
But for this woman, this rock and field,
this blur of body’s suggestion, matter shifting
as she would shift; here, everything begins.
Snow, let me lie in your drifts. No eyes nor rings,
dark and marking time. I will be birch white; I will be snow blind.

Inside this snow, a scurf of birch
breathes memory and breathes again.
Nothing returns; nothing is the sky
and the earth that drinks the snow, and the snow
that falls unreasonably and certain.
Leaf of absolution, sky of gladness,
there is no need for chemistry.
I am your despair. Now return to what is real.
Everyone you have ever loved, or almost loved, is here.



[This message has been edited by Amy Small-McKinney (edited December 11, 2004).]

[ChrisGeorge]

Hi Amy

Lovely poem, well deserving of the Pushcart nomination. Congratulations on the nomination and good luck in the final judging, Amy.

All my best

Chris

[inkwellpoetess]

Great News Amy,

I know you've worked hard on your writing and deserve the recognition. Good luck!!

Best,
Terri

[Amy Small-McKinney]

Thank you Chris and Terri. And thank you Terese for suggesting I post the poem. Warmly, Amy

[Stardust]

Dear Amy -

Congratulations on an exquisite poem and on the nomination.

Best of luck,
Catherine Chandler

[Marion Shore]

Amy,
Congratulations, and best of luck!
Marion