7/30 MN Reads: "A Skim of Ice on Still Water" by Ann Glumac

Jul 30, 2015

For the longest time, Ann Glumac wrote poetry as a way of capturing a moment or an experience.

Then she allowed herself to entertain a new idea: what if other people might like what she wrote?

On the heels of that thought: what if they don't?

My father will wake in the dark...

I buy him presents,

warm and heavy things

of wool and wood.

To warm him.

To weigh him down

so he cannot float away from me

into the big night sky.

~ "Solstice" by Ann Glumac

Ann is at work on her next collection of poetry called "Over My Left Shoulder."