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Lois Marie Harrod

Lois Marie Harrod's 13th and 14th poetry collections, Fragments from the Biography of Nemesis (Cherry Grove Press) and the chapbook How Marlene Mae Longs for Truth (Dancing Girl Press) appeared in 2013. The Only Is won the 2012 Tennessee Chapbook Contest (Poems & Plays), and Brief Term, a collection of poems about teachers and teaching was published by Black Buzzard Press, 2011. Cosmogony won the 2010 Hazel Lipa Chapbook (Iowa State). She is widely published in literary journals and online ezines from American Poetry Review to Zone 3. She teaches Creative Writing at The College of New Jersey.

March 2013 update from Lois Marie -  "I will be doing poetry in the schools at the end of April.  Last year I used your little books one day--and I will again this year.  I download, xerox copies--and we make the books, talk about the poems in one little anthology and then students write their own in origami books.  Such fun."

Read her work on:  www.loismarieharrod.org/

Lois Marie's Origami micro-chapbooks, selected poems & audio versions are available below.

Origami Micro-chapbook

Selected Poem(s)

Nightmares of the Minor Poet

Cover photo: beatnik girl
By fille de la ville
Audio recording by Lois Marie Harrod
'From Nightmares of the Minor Poet'
was previously published in Off the Coast

{mooblock=The Minor Poet}

If the world had been his aviary,
he would have been the lesser bird,
unable to sing the high notes
or the low though he knew enough
of depression to spill himself
into that well which is the world.

And perhaps that was his purpose,
he thought, a beak that might bring
to the surface just enough water to sustain
someone, anyone, passing by,

not for eons or years, but an hour . . . less,
just until she trod a little farther on
and found a fresh stream, where she
could sit, maybe listen.
Lois Marie Harrod © 2014


The Blinding Walls

Cover - ‘Mykonos” (the web)

      Recordings by Lois Marie Harrod
A Little Poem

{mooblock=A Little Poem}

is best. No one
has time or
for voyages
or treks. Long
wars take
a life or more
and the shortest
spat becomes
a drawn-out
divorce. We’ve
been here and there
fore and aft.
So avoid story.
Avoid conflict
and all its sticky dead.
Be slick.
Be quick.
A little poem is best.
Lois Marie Harrod © 2012
Acknowledgment: Hot Metal Press 2009





So many substitutions in this story:
stepmother for mother, brother for father,
morsels of muffin for little white stones,

and once the oven was hot, witch for boy,
and in earlier locations, Gretel for pearl,
grill for teeth, take my thumbs for chicken bones,

grandma, take my babies for wolf meat.
I’d give you my incisors, my mother said
when I knocked out my own, carrion for crow,

cave for castle, ogre for goat who suddenly regrets
he didn’t eat the damn kid when he could have.
In some tales a few children get back home.

Lois Marie Harrod © 2012
Acknowledgment: Lunch Ticket


Penelope Decides What to Wear to Her Funeral

{mooblock=Penelope Decides What to Wear to Her Funeral}

Depends, she says, on when she dies:
in winter the blue silk
with its Mediterranean shifts,
in summer, white clouds,
the blinding walls of Mykonos.
Whatever the weather,
she will look good, better than life,
Botox can do that these days,
a new body before she’s shrunken under,
just in case her man returns from his wanderings
to stand at her casket, to say he loved
her once with the terseness of men
who drift, who suddenly remember
that once they promised to be faithful
as the flotsam that bore them home.

Lois Marie Harrod © 2012
Acknowledgment: Fickle Muses


Bread Crumbs - Lunch Ticket
Penelope Decides - Fickle Muses
A Little Poem - Hot Metal Press, 2009