Poetry by Cynthia Todd Quam
My bow is lost; my quiver is empty;
My arrows are loosed
to steel town and mountain,
to far away Asian peninsula,
to cul-de-sac suburbia,
the arc of their leaving imprinted
on the notches in my fingertips,
in the parcel of colored feathers I saved
but never did let fly.
Cynthia Todd Quam holds an M.F.A. in poetry from Bennington College. She is the author of the chapbook The Letter , and her work has appeared in After Hours, Columbia Poetry Review, The Humanist, the Chicago Tribune and the Nancy Drew Anthology (Silver Birch Press), among other publications.