Author Archives: Frances Hatfield

About Frances Hatfield

Frances Hatfield is an advanced candidate at the C. G. Jung Institute in San Francisco. Her work has been published in Parabola, Quarry West, the Monterey Bay Anthology of Poetry, and Numinous. Her first book of poems, Rudiments of Flight, came out in October, 2012 from Wings Press. Correspondence: 340 Soquel Ave., Suite 104, Santa Cruz, CA 95060.

Oblation

by Frances Hatfield From across the far meadowwhoo, who-whoomurmurs through the glass of sleepand the moonlight of this worldspills through the blind,pooling all around meon the cloud-white bed. Who sleepsthrough all my daylight hoursdreaming I am awake?Who wakes now, tremblingat … Continue reading

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Fortune

by Frances Hatfield I tried notto knowwhen I pulledthe Hanged Manout of the deck, but later,when you saidthe words thatsplayed me openlike a fish and laid me out—not unkindly—on the saltyblock, each fragile archof rib bereftof succouringdark, I knew thenI … Continue reading

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Nude Descending a Staircase

by Frances Hatfield Imagine the scene where the body plunges through a plate of glass in very slow motion, the invisible wall shatters into a puzzle of light, the shriek of splintering shards winds down to reveal a choral ode … Continue reading

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Fortune

by Frances Hatfield I tried notto knowwhen I pulledthe Hanged Manout of the deck, but later,when you saidthe words thatsplayed me openlike a fish and laid me out—not unkindly—on the saltyblock, each fragile archof rib bereftof succouringdark, I knew thenI … Continue reading

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