There is a Stir, Always by Catherine Graham

If I hold onto this body the snow will grow inside me
and the winter of my cells will flake
into tiny crystals like six-figured Gods,
each arrow tip attempting to make the point of something
as tears flow.  

There is a stir, always. 

I rise to the cold
to take my place among the fragile stars,
and sleep. 

 

Copyright © Catherine Graham. Originally published in Her Red Hair Rises with the Wings of Insects (Wolsak & Wynn, 2013). 

 

Catherine Graham is a Toronto-based writer. The Celery Forest, Graham’s sixth poetry collection, was shortlisted for the Fred Cogswell Award for Excellence in Poetry, named a CBC Best Book of the Year and appears on the CBC Books Ultimate Canadian Poetry List. Her debut novel Quarry won an Independent Publisher Book Awards gold medal for fiction, “The Very Best!” Book Awards for Best Fiction and was a finalist for the Fred Kerner Book Award. She teaches creative writing at the University of Toronto where she won an Excellence in Teaching Award and is a previous winner of the Toronto International Festival of Authors Poetry NOW competition. While living in Northern Ireland, Graham completed an M.A. in Creative Writing from Lancaster University. Her work has appeared in journals and anthologies around the world. Visit her at . Follow her on Instagram & Twitter at @catgrahampoet.

 

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