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Author: M. Anne Sweet

M. Anne Sweet is a poet and artist who has performed and exhibited throughout the Pacific Northwest. As a poet, she has performed individually, as well as with The Seattle Five Plus One, Project Z and the Daughters of Dementia. Literary credits include an anthology, The Seattle Five Plus One: Poetry; a book-length poetry collection, Nailed to the Sky; past winner of the Bart Baxter Poetry in Performance Competition; and numerous works in print and online. She maintains a working studio in the Georgetown area of Seattle. Her visual artworks include mixed media, photographic, and digital pieces, as well as a series of graphic poems (in the genre of graphic novels) that combine her visual art and poetry.

Mother

January 3, 2019January 6, 2019 M. Anne Sweet

I am what she once was She empties her hand in mine grips the buzzing bee hip and knee replaced the bone cup that birthed us broken this bone cradle fails her eighty years spent in its hammock bruises surface yellow and brown A rat terrier snaps at my leg Read more

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Listen to Your Mother

November 26, 2018November 26, 2018 M. Anne Sweet

I am your mother the birth-blood on your forehead a fedora the milk nipple a trough gone dry I am coyote cry that curls from your throat spittle that chokes your forlorn moan the wolf’s rattling howl I am Pontius Pilate the hammer the nail the washer of feet I Read more

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