Lisa Stice is a poet/mother/military spouse, the author of Uniform (Aldrich Press, 2016), and a Pushcart Prize nominee. While it is difficult to say where home is, she currently lives in North Carolina with her husband, daughter and dog. You can learn more about her and her publications at lisastice.wordpress.com and at facebook.com/LisaSticePoet.
dig with bare hands
see the earth
under fingernails
listen to the cows
chew their cud
fall in love then
fall in love again
with a city
bring a brother back
with pen and ink
rebuild streets with
with words in rows
go far far away
speak from behind
a podium
hands balancing
amnesty
find the miracles
in the now and then
in the often missed
stand on the foothill
and shout
walk on air
against your better judgment*
* line from “The Gravel Walks” and Seamus Heaney’s gravestone