by Ann Iverson
Maybe it was just a trick of light that made things happen as they did a turn of phrase or a sideways glance. Maybe it was my fault. Of course, it must have been but blame like truth lands somewhere in the middle a ship moored between two worlds. Have you ever knelt inside a box and confessed yourself to God? Have you ever conceived a sin just to be forgiven? I’ll take the blame and set sail but please pardon me right now if I need to look the other way.
Ann Iverson is a writer and artist and the author of five poetry collections. She is a graduate of both the MALS and the MFA programs at Hamline University. Her poems have appeared in a wide variety of journals and venues, including six features on The Writer’s Almanac. She is also the author and illustrator of two children’s storybooks. As a visual artist, she enjoys the integrated relationship between the visual image and the written image. Her art work has been featured in several art exhibits as well as in a permanent installation at the University of Minnesota Children’s Hospital. She is currently working on her sixth collection of poems, a book of children’s verse, and a collection of personal essays.