You’re Wrong, Ode
Susan Brennan
I bruise easily
I smile and the line is lead
I feel all the weight
Of how impossible
It is what you want me to do
Sap runs no matter
What happens to the hero
Of all the stories ever
Trees are the bones
Of mountains
If only they had mouths
If only they could follow me home
But it’s night and no one
Has a light and no one
Is me alone
Susan Brennan is a poet, screenwriter and activist. Her poems can be found in her chapbooks and book, Blue Sirens (Dancing Girl Press), numinous (Finishing Line Press), and Drunken Oasis (Rattapallax Press) and various publications. She curates poetry programming (WanderWord) at Wilco’s Solid Sound Music Festival, MASS MoCA. With a circus-arts company, she co-produced and staged her poem Chromoluminarism about Georges Seurat’s final painting (RGB NYC). She has written film scripts, a one million hit plus award winning web-series, pitched film stories, and co-produced a short film, of which have premiered at Austin, Venice and Tribeca Film Festivals, as well as a screening at MoMA. Being a part of Lotus's Spring Clover Edition has her feeling sassy through and through. See what she’s up to at www.tinycubesofice.com.