April 7, 2014

Catherine Wald

First Draft

A first draft of a poem is a Wikipedia stub.

A first draft of a poem is a set of footprints in
snow that may belong to a yeti.

A first draft sounds like something between a tongue-
tied idiot and a mezzo soprano.

A first draft looks like a flying object that does not
want to be identified.

A first draft tastes like cake batter – sweet, but never
as good raw as when it comes out of the oven.

A first draft is bird shit on your windscreen – you don’t
know where it came from, but its reality is indisputable.

A first draft means you’ve accepted the invitation, even
though you don’t know how to get there.

A first draft is Mom calling you for supper when
you’re hungry but don’t want to stop playing.

A first draft is a grounded bird’s nest, with all
its memories of sky.

Catherine Wald is a poet from Westchester County, N.Y. Her chapbook, Distant, burned-out stars, was published by Finishing Line Press in 2011. In addition, she has published poetry in American Journal of Nursing, Buddhist Poetry Review, Chronogram, and Friends Journal and is author of The Resilient Writer: Tales of Triumph and Rejection from 23 Top Authors (Persea Books, 2005).

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