The Shell

Hi Friends,
It’s been a while, but it’s been a good time to re-focus on some new opportunities for writing. Since my last post, this blog has been blown up and put back together, I have had my first essay published in The Behemoth, and gotten accepted to Seattle Pacific University’s MFA program in poetry. I cannot tell you all how much your constant encouragement keeps me writing. I have had to think long and hard about keeping the blog format for some of my work, and will continue to post here twice a month. I just installed an email subscription as well, so let me know if that doesn’t pop up when you scroll through the page. Against my better judgement, I have joined Facebook too,so you may see it there. I know, there are probably pigs flying outside your window even as I write that.
Happy Reading,
Julie

The Shell
by Julie Sumner

What will you make of the spined rose murex,
the sunray venus, or the lightning whelk?

The last testament and sand-worn detritus
of the silent, submarine life of a mollusk–
it rests there in the shallow of your palm,
a vacant palace of wave-spun calcium,
echo chamber for a language not your own:
a welcome
beautiful and unpossessed.

What will you make of the spined rose murex,
the sunray venus, or the lightning whelk?

copyright 2016, Julie Sumner.

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