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Goose River Anthology, 2021 Benner

The nineteenth annual Goose River Anthology, 2021 is a fine collection of the best poetry, fiction, and essays submitted to us from all parts of the United States. There are over 70 talented authors represented in this volume. Many are seasoned writers while some are being published for the first time. Don't miss your chance to experience this rare treasure.




Sampling by Wendy Galgan, Boothbay, ME




False Dawn







Rice paper walls glow grey.

I wake the children,

bathe and dress them,

give them calming herbs

steeped in boiling water,

sing to them until they

drift to sleep in their chairs.




His letter waits on my dressing table.

Ebony on ivory tells me,

"No married man may fly."

Above it, he stares from a picture

sent from the air base.

Around his neck,

black ink on white silk,

he wears my name,

the name that prevents his flying.




I sit at the table,

reach up to twist my hair,

anchor it with combs -

ivory woven into ebony -

careful to keep my

movements slow, graceful

in this, as in all things.




My hair in place, I don my

wedding kimono, adjust the

obi, slip on my sandals.

The light is tinged with gold now,

but dawn still has not come.

No birds call.

I wake the children,

lead them, drowsy and sweet-smelling,

one on each side,

back to the river that sings.

We step in. Silk rises to




billow about our ankles,

shins, waists.




The boy goes easily,

his hair slick beneath my palm.

The girl balks, looks up,

but bends to the hand at her nape.




I stand, one hand on each head,

count long minutes.

I wait to see them float.




At last I sit, ease back until the

riverbed presses between my shoulders.

The sun rises, a golden ball

between two dark shapes that

were my children.




My eyes open, I see a

silhouette against the sun.

My husband, grim-faced with joyful eyes,

at his plane's controls.




I drown so he may fly.