Sally Clark poetry: Baggage


Stopping to rest along the way,
I pause to look again
at the large sack of stones
I drag behind me, like a tail,
and use for balance;
prayers too frightening to pray,
petrified by layers of
fear of the answers.

As I look, I imagine the bag
would stir with the white, beating
sound of wings, and bubble
hotly to be opened,
so that when I bend
to peek inside,
a few escape and take flight,

startled by the eruption,
I let go,

and the entire bag is
released, quickly disappearing
from sight, leaving behind
only the slightest dusting
of feathers and me
how I could have
struggled so long, to
carry something
so light?



Author’s Notes: “Baggage” was published in November, 2006, in a print publication called Releasing Times: A Journal of Reflections by Women in our 50’s and 60’s, which is no longer in print.


Sally Clark

Sally Clark

Sally Clark and her husband, Mike, owned the Auslander Restaurant in Fredericksburg, Texas, from 1985 to 2001. Since retirement, Sally has been writing poems like clear pools, the kind where you can see all the way to the mossy rocks on the bottom. She writes about simple things like laundry and yellow highlighters, huge things like the trials of Job and the sins of Abraham, funny things like ice cream and penguins and Halloween, and scary things like heaven and hell and the color of dirt. Her award-winning poetry has been widely published in books, anthologies, magazines, gift books, and online. In 2017, her poem, "Los Compadres," was nominated for a Pushcart Prize.

Sally's first publication for children is "Where's My Hug?" a lift-the-flap board book published by WorthyKids/Ideals. Buy it for a child you love.
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