Lynne Potts
Lynne Potts won the 2012 National Poetry Review Press Prize, which published her first book, Porthole View. Her second book is forthcoming from the same press. Her poetry has appeared in Paris Review, Denver Quarterly, California Quarterly, Meridian, Southern Humanities Review, Broken City Review, Crazy Horse, Southern Poetry Review, American Letters and Commentary, Tampa Review, Hayden’s River Review, Texas Review, Guernica, Cincinnati Review, SPEC, New American Writers, New Millennium Writing, and elsewhere. Selected by the Massachusetts Cultural Council as a 2012 Fellow, she has also been awarded fellowships by Virginia Colony for the Creative Arts, Ragdale, and Moulin a Nef in Auvillar, France. She lives in Boston and New York.

What’s Real and a Rabbit

I know what lady bugs inhabit and I know the rabbit hole deeper down, and racket that doesn’t make sense­—and bracken, just a word hanging over a pond. You can say all you want about bracken but the point is the past, albeit even that doesn’t matter, a point being next to...

Twelve Clocks Dance the Sea

First clock skipping to sequins and glitter tilted to the sea’s mirror set on a blue vanity. Not the second—frenetic, breathy, high-strung like wire for a tightrope walker. When I saw the third, it was going to Key West in a ferry washing in a sink of bobbing cups. Number four wore...