Madison, Wisconsin
You can also find Sarah online, posting weekly journal writing prompts, at her friend Kris Babe's blog writingbabe.com or read two of her poems at mezzocammin.com
PUBLICATIONS:
Quiver, Red Dragonfly Press, 2009 - $10.00 ($12.00 postage paid)
You can order via reddragonflypress.org/music/2547
Banjo Granny, children's picture book co-authored with Jacqueline Briggs Martin, Houghton Mifflin, 2006 - $16.00
OTHER POEMS:
uglyaccent.com/Poetry/SBusse.html
versedaily.org/2008/nearchristmas.shtml
I’m one of the first
to leave when we disperse
into the cold twilight of a tattered year.
Beethoven walks beside me in the furious
arpeggiated passions of his score.
After the major resolutions, after
applause, in the hiss of cars on a rainy street
the piano still finds no satisfactory answer
for the desperate hungers of the human soul.
It growls on and upward and I don’t know
where it might lead to, except it goes
with me, and I am walking home.
I wrap my serape closer against the rain.
We are in a war that is not war:
it has no end. This is a season of fear.
Still we continue on, continue out
into the winter night.
—Sarah Busse
Originally published in Four Corners