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Prairie Schooner 77.4 (2003) 177-178



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In the Garden

Anne Pierson Wiese


On the edge of the pond a great white
egret catches five-inch fish, its trick neck
now a bone china handle just thick
enough to curve without cracking - sleight [End Page 177]

of spine and cup - now a javelin in flight
traveling with frugal grace: quickness
made slow by the instinct that missing
what's aimed for's what comes of haste, or eyes

too big for your stomach. Among the weeds' dead
shoots giant carp feed - a tea party of stiff-
tongued brutes sipping algaed shadows, exempt
by size from a predator whose slight kisses
yield up what's small enough to swallow instead
of choking alone on a single wish.





Anne Pierson Wiese was the first place poetry winner in the 2002 Writers@Work Fellowship competition. Her recent work has been published in Alaska Quarterly Review, the Carolina Quarterly, Rattapallax, West Branch, and Blue Mesa, among others.

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