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Mary Zartman



Mary Zartman Mary Zartman lives in Oregon. She is working on her first middle reader for publication.

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The Color of the Lake
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My mother leaves a long message / on the phone machine, filling up the tape / with the colors of Lake Michigan. / Through vast picture windows /…
Oct 26–Waxed Beans
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Poems come all the time now / but I don’t write them down. / Even this one is half what it was / before I found the notebook / and set the…
For Mischa
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If the trees were falling over; / limbs dropping in the drought years;trunks derailed from the biome;beetles having their way with a multitude of…
Thank You For The Word
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You think it will never rain again // global warming has doomed us to hell on earth / then for three days the smell / of dirt unfastening its…
For Your Approval
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before / He promptly pays the woman who brings death with dignity. He thanks her for her time.When she leaves he tells us what to do with his…
Pink
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Breasts have betrayed us. / Cells turn to the dark side / after Venus and Ceres / touch them, after nursing / awakens them to their purpose....
New Years
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12/31/1985 (10/28/2014) / / People keep handing me / Books I borrow them lasciviously / I hold them so tight (sit here)(napkin) / But I can’t…
After Fifteen Years I Left Powell’s Books
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First, I slept for a year. // Grief complicated. / At that elevation there was no snow. / The winter wet and so cold, / but no snow. / / …
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