grindstone

Grindstone

Grindstone

You think that something’s going to change your life,
but all it does is change the thing you want,
a want that sharpens like a carving knife.

Let’s say the girl agrees to be your wife—
you waltz her down the aisle toward the font
and think that something’s going to change your life.

But in a few years time, if you survive
that long, you’ll be struck—headlong or aslant—
by want that sharpens like a carving knife

 

Anna M. Evans

Anna M. Evans’ poems have appeared or are forthcoming in the Harvard Review, Atlanta Review, Rattle, American Arts Q uarterly, and 32 Poems. She gained her MFA from Bennington College, and is the Editor of the Raintown Review. Recipient of a 2011 Fellowship from the MacDowell Artists’ Colony, she currently teaches at West Windsor Art Center and Richard Stockton College of NJ. Her chapbooks Swimming and Selected Sonnets are available from Maverick Duck Press.

 

 

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