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Patricia Corbus
Poems by Patricia Corbus
Woman with a Tree on her Head
Patricia Corbus writes about the enchanting, troubled beauty of the world and human life in these lyrical poems of grace and distinction. Sly and funny, a little baroque, a little surreal, accepting and generous, her poems spark with surprises.
About Patricia Corbus
Patricia Corbus was born in Sarasota, FL, and now lives in Charlotte, NC. She has a B.A. from Agnes Scott College, a Master's degree from UNC/ Chapel Hill, and an MFA from the Warren Wilson MFA Program. She’s the author of two prior poetry collections: Ashes, Jade, Mirrors, 2002, and Finestra's Window, winner of the 2015 Off the Grid Poetry Prize. She wishes that she could say something true and rare about poetry, but finds it beyond all telling.
The Bright Blue Sofa
by Patricia Corbus
My life, a streaked peach,
fell into a light blue haze of snakes
and smoky journeys never ended
or begun, collapsed into a pit of stone
wrapped in a coat of snow – and when
the snow melted and the stone cracked,
there was the same bright blue sofa
on the lawn under a banner in the sky,
We Know Everything, But Not When
It Will Happen. The sofa is still quite
comfortable, though it has constricted
into a loveseat, I mean a chair, I mean
a stick, a twig, and the yards around me
are dark, and oceans lap at my feet.