Amy Secrist

Tag: family

  • Paper Hives

    The paper hive hung all November long, a landmark of spherical woody pulp uncovered by an old Autumn’s barrenness. It was our story for days and weeks, and then it fell, swept from its high limb by wind or rain or hungry birds. We watched it in the flickering sun day by day, fluttering on the…

  • Arcing Horizon

    When we drive our repetitive routes through town, my littlest shares her thoughts, “When I see far-away I think of Grandma and is that Grandma’s house…?” I look over the pavement, the fields, to the conifer-covered hills and think, I am on a hill far away, too.

  • The Coy Wife

    after Annie Finch At times I can lament my youthwhen body smooth and taut did proveitself blind to age and the passage of Timewhen words o’er ran the banks of meter and rhymeand verse came flawlessly free and streaming.Now the babies, crying then squealingwith delight and true frustration;we are swamped with operation:Family Life.  So now…