Dorianne Laux: The Optimism of French Toast
I think of my Acadian ancestors
landing on the shores of Nova Scotia, divining
logs from the deep woods, fashioning windows,
hanging laundry from two oars dug into sand—
the flags of domesticity flayed by the wind.
March 23, 2026 · 31 Comments
Dorianne Laux: Spirit Level
I see how my whole life has been a dream,
one she built for me from the ground up,
her daughter, my mother the axe, beautiful
tool with which she shaped me, a house
much like the one she lived in, but smaller
February 15, 2026 · 27 Comments
Video: ‘Dust’ by Dorianne Laux
In this video, Dorianne Laux reads her poem Dust at the 2011 Geraldine R. Dodge Poetry Festival. — Dust Someone spoke to me last night, told me the truth. Just … Continue reading
February 6, 2015 · Leave a comment
