by mistake after all the times like Emma Bovary
I’d begged for a ring but there caught in the bottom of
the suede pouch with the heishi gift for my birthday
that gold ring with an arc of rose-cut diamonds
a thirties kind of piece older than you think maybe
your mother’s mother’s and yet for five months
mine but too small for my fingers and not mine except
as love unbanded each stone sharp enough to cut glass
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SUSAN TERRIS’ POETRY BOOKS INCLUDE The Homelessness of Self, Contrariwise, Natural Defenses, Fire is Favorable to the Dreamer, Poetic License, and Eye of the Holocaust. Her work has appeared in many publications including: The Iowa Review, Field, The Journal, Colorado Review, Prairie Schooner, Spillway, The Southern Review, PoetryBay,Volt, Denver Quarterly, and Ploughshares. For seven years, with CB Follett, she edited RUNES, A Review Of Poetry. She is now editor of Spillway and a poetry editor for Pedestal Magazine and In Posse Review. She had a poem from Field published in Pushcart Prize XXXI.
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