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Jean C. Berrett

Jean C. Berrett

Jean Berrett has been publishing poetry since 1973, when she took the graduate Creative Writing-Poetry course at the University of Wisconsin-Madison, where the instructor encouraged her to begin submitting poems to magazines. She obtained a university fellowship to complete her MFA in 1997. She has published in Paris/Atlantic, Alaska Quarterly Review, Sou'wester and Iowa Review.  

At The Dock On Angel Island, San Francisco Bay


Boats, empty, docked.
And a green storm cloud that moves in fast
from the south.

In northern Wisconsin midsummer
the greens were more than green
especially after a storm.
The silence there was enough
for the strong strange song of the loon.

Now the wind buffets about
so that a dream can rise from the water.
Call it yours, my mother, who can't remember
anything.

Behind me,
a wren will not stop chirping.
Tell me, I say, I need
to know.

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