Onion Creek
On the night of the floods,
there was no warning,
just rivers up to bed sheets
people on roofs, reaching
Featured Poems
A red bird in our psyche
In heavy downpours, I think about the cardinals,
whether their bark-strip-and-twig-nest
lined with vines and grass is tucked
into dense shrubbery or under a branch.
Nest
Every three months, my husband
hangs a wreath on our front door
to welcome a new season.
Language of Crossing
Liza Wolff-Francis’s Language of Crossing is a collection of poetry that mirrors the true heart-stories along the US/Mexico border. Giving face, voice and humanity to all those who make their way across fronteras, her work is that of a necessary endeavor. She writes of a reality that must be ignored no longer. It is the struggle, strife, and violence that is endured by those who flee their country in hopes of a better life. Her poems, brutally honest and minute, rouse compassion as all good poetry must and begs the question of accountability. Language of Crossing is a political outcry, a finely tuned collection of endurance of a people, and a passionate advocacy for all to take notice. Wolff-Francis is a real activist planting poetic prayer flags across the vastness of a desert.
$10.00 – inquire at lizawolff.francis@gmail.com
AND COMING SOON (late Summer 2024): 48 HOURS DOWN THE SHORE from Kelsay Street Press
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