A big thank you to editor Susan Solomon who has published my poem “How They Fall” at Sleet Magazine.
The poem is an important part of the themes I’m working with in my new collection: flight, falling, the ups and downs of life. It’s also very cool that all of the very few poems in the issue feel connected with each other.
How They Fall
My daughter’s skydive
39 responses to “Poem Up at Sleet Magazine”
Congratulations, Luanne. You’re really rocking them out! This one has such a dreamlike feel to it.
Oh thank you, Merril!! Love your reaction!
Thank you, Jill!
Thank you, John!
Great images, Luanne. I can feel her floating. They do all fall away differently, don’t they?
Thank you, Amy! That is for sure. xo
Thank you, Kate!!!
That last line really has an impact! Very nice poem, Luanne. Congratulations!
Oh Carla, thank you! XO
Congratulations on another poem published, Luanne. I love this strange floating, falling one.
Ah thank you, Clare!
My pleasure, Luanne.
Very good poem. Congratulations. And Sleet also falls
It sure does!!! Thanks, Derrick! hah
Wow! Congratulations 😊
Thank you so much, Sid!
wonderful poem, Luanne – congrats on another published piece!!
Your daughter must be fearless – like her mother.
hahahahaha Well, you won’t get this mom up in a parachute. My fearlessness comes in the non-height-related versions! They loved her at the skydive place and wanted her to be a regular! Um, no, please please no.
Beautiful, evocative, as soft as gossamer. Congratulations Luanne.
Oh, I love your description, Andrea. Thank you so much! xo
Lovely poem – congrats, Luanne!! xoxo
Thank you so much, Ellie! xoxo back atcha!
Congratulations!! So Lovely!
Thank you so much for reading and letting me know you liked it!
Well done, Luanne. Funny how we dream these things but never let it finish.
We don’t dare hit the ground in our sleep.
Thank you, Anneli! When I was a kid I had the falling dream almost every night. I used to wake up terrified and go find my mother who would walk me back to bed. :/ I even put a falling dream poem in Doll God haha.
I used to dream that a lot too, and once in a while I could fly. Dreams have always fascinated people who would love to be able to interpret them. The sky’s the limit on that one!
Me too!!! How fascinating that we both had both sides of the “spectrum” haha. And that’s what my poetry collection I’ve been working on is about–falling and flying.
Good fodder for poetry.
It sure is!
Congratulations on the publication of your poem, Luanne! There are so many different ways to fall. Such a contrast between the images of the two women falling, the younger and the older, in the same posture with entirely different meaning.
Thank you for reading.Thank you for your insightful comments, too. I hadn’t realized how many of my poems in the last year have touched upon the subject.
You’re welcome, Luanne. I’ve experienced the same thing with not realizing that that I’m touching on the same subject in a series of stories. This past year, it’s been women who can’t accept their expected role in society as wife and mother. It took me several stories before I realized it.
congratulations!! that’s great news! lovely poem as well, i love the floating part!! so happy for you and thanks for sharing this wonderful post with us!☺️
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