{"id":2072,"date":"2013-10-07T20:12:50","date_gmt":"2013-10-08T04:12:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/?p=2072"},"modified":"2013-10-07T20:12:50","modified_gmt":"2013-10-08T04:12:50","slug":"polly-buckingham","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/?p=2072","title":{"rendered":"Polly Buckingham"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The Crone<\/p>\n<p>I wake in a city.<br \/>\nBodies cover the snowy streets.<br \/>\nThe left-over<\/p>\n<p>halves of people bend<br \/>\ntheir heads against dead chests.<\/p>\n<p>An infection rages in my eyes.<br \/>\nI rest in complete dark.<\/p>\n<p>My dead sister<br \/>\nsits at my bedside pushing<\/p>\n<p>my hair from my face,<br \/>\nwiping my forehead with a dead<br \/>\ncloth.<\/p>\n<p>I am a tree. I am a crone.<br \/>\nI stare into the flaring fire.<\/p>\n<p>I stand in a basement<br \/>\nfilled with brown water.<\/p>\n<p>I meet my sister at a carnival.<br \/>\nWe hold hands and run into the crowd.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m standing in a glass ball<br \/>\nfilled with fog.<\/p>\n<p>I turn and turn and turn.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The Crone&#8221; is reprinted from <em>Chattahoochee Review.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.ewu.edu\/cale\/programs\/english\/english-faculty\/polly-buckingham.xml\">Polly Buckingham&#8217;s<\/a> poems and stories appear in <em>The New Orleans Review<\/em>, <em>The North American Review<\/em>, <em>The Tampa Review,<\/em> (Pushcart nomination), <em>Exquisite Corpse<\/em>, <em>The Literary Review<\/em>, <em>The Chattahoochee Review<\/em>, <em>The Potomac Review<\/em>, <em>Hubbub<\/em>,\u00a0<em>The Moth<\/em> and elsewhere.\u00a0 She\u00a0recently won the Jeanne Leiby Memorial Chapbook Award and as a result has a fiction chapbook forthcoming from Hoopsnakes Press.\u00a0 She\u00a0was a finalist for Flannery O\u2019Connor Award in 2011, 2012, and 2013. \u00a0Polly is\u00a0founding editor of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.stringtownpress.org\/\">StringTown Press<\/a> and teaches creative writing and literature at Eastern Washington University.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Crone I wake in a city. Bodies cover the snowy streets. The left-over halves of people bend their heads against dead chests. An infection rages in my eyes. I rest in complete dark. My dead sister sits at my &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/?p=2072\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[61,666,37,8,1],"tags":[700,701],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2072"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2072"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2072\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2086,"href":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2072\/revisions\/2086"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2072"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2072"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/kathleenflenniken.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2072"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}