By Dorothy Trogdon
We must be watchful,
sort out at any given moment,
the day’s disturbance from what
lies beneath and endures,
lest those gusts of anger,
or riptides of impatience
blind us
to the larger supportive landscape,
lest we mistake
the cross word or accusation—
one broken twig—
for the whole tree.
Copyright Trogdon 2012
Dorothy Trogdon was born in Maine, has degrees in art history from Wheaton College in Massachusetts and has a Master of Architecture from Harvard’s Graduate School of Design. She and her husband lived for 25 years in Spokane raising three sons. Since 1985, they have lived on Orcas Island. She has published two chapbooks – Tributaries and 31 Poems. Her first full-length collection, Tall Woman Looking, has just been published by Blue Begonia Press in Selah, Washington.
All work by Dorothy Trogdon
