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Do Not Trust Rocks
(From The Grand Canyon, by Robert Wallace and the editors of Time-Life Books)
Of the Grand Canyon:
Impression of strength
And permanence. As soon as
Man turns his back, rock resumes
Disintegrating, sneaking
Off to California.
Every rock everywhere is
Growing smaller or larger,
Rising up or sinking down,
Creeping around the planet
In a scandalous manner. |
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Rhonda Lott is currently working on an M.A. in Creative Writing at the University of Southern Mississippi, where she graduated with a B.A. in English at age 19. During the same year, she received the Emily Pestana Undergraduate Poetry Award. Her poetry has appeared in The Southern Quarterly, and she has served as a guest editor for Stirring. Rhonda is originally from Perkinston, Mississippi. |
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Date of Publication: 29 Oct 2007 |
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