Michelle Brittan Rosado – Postpartum Ars Poetica I: Room

Michelle Brittan Rosado

Postpartum Ars Poetica I: Room

My privacy as small 
as a strawberry 
seed. I pick my life 

from between 
my teeth. I say,
shh, shh. And I recite 

this poem in my head 
11 times before 
I’ll get to write it. I want 

to be outside. Shh
I can 
only see narrow 

columns of the purpling 
sunset through 
the vertical blinds. 

Author’s note: The poems in this series all use the image of a window as their starting point, some in the title itself and others more peripherally. I’ve been thinking of this symbol a lot lately — as a portal for wonder in childhood, an aperture to others’ lives during the pandemic, a view of the world outside after giving birth and spending those early days indoors. These poems may not have come into existence without the invitation to contribute to The Fresno 15, and I am endlessly grateful to the MFA program for my years there and the deep sense of community I’ve carried with me since graduating in 2011. Thank you for reading and for supporting the Larry Levis Memorial Scholarship. 

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