thicker than water, by Jane Dougherty

I am blushing with pleasure. Thank you, Ken.

rivrvlogr

thicker than water, by Jane Dougherty

Receiving “thicker than water,” the new chapbook from Jane Dougherty, I read. And I read on. With each new poem I thought I had found my favorite. When I came to the end I looked back and thought it should be “She says,” with these lines:

“you will still have my hand’s touch,
the depth of my eyes, the falling into step
that will never fail, while there is still a star
pinned to the vault of the heavens.”

But perhaps because of certain events, situations that make me realize that even the best plans are subject to forces beyond our control, I decided on two favorites, “The storm is coming” and “Grieving.”

From “The storm is coming,” these lines speak to me:

“Will we stay in this skin-warmed dimness
Or walk separate paths
Strewn with roses and thorns,
To a still trout pool…

View original post 170 more words

Published by

Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

10 thoughts on “thicker than water, by Jane Dougherty”

      1. For sure. Enjoy.
        (I read 2 books of poetry today. That’ll do for the day. If I’m lucky to be left alone tomorrow – fingers crossed it doesn’t rain too much – then I’ll let you know what I think. )

Leave a comment