Laura Donnelly
Summer 2024 | Poetry
If the Bowl
If the bowl of the hip
is a moon
and on this night full
even without
a child
Holding up
a body like a wide-
mouthed cup
Curved like
the crown of antlers
The curve
of a tree made stark
in snowlight, mid-
night, when
the skeletons of things
grow true
A pelvis
on the trail
licked clean
by some animal
and how the light
passes through
Laura Donnelly is the author of two collections of poetry, Midwest Gothic (Ashland Poetry Press) and Watershed (Cider Press Review) and her recent poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Iron Horse Literary Review, SWWIM, EcoTheo Review, Colorado Review and elsewhere. Originally from Michigan, she lives in Upstate New York where she teaches and directs the creative writing program at SUNY Oswego.