“Slip into something comfortable”
and glance at where you’ll be
when the buttons are done and
the silky robe is tied.
You walk along the wall,
You are strolling on a
nodding under a parasol
held between you and the sun,
Listening to the fine and fabulous tales
that interpose themselves,
as they dance in light before me and
I rush to write them down.
the rabbit warren of my brain
Rabbit white, the coils on which they travel
Around and around as if
in some slowly rocking chair
That repeats itself ‘over and over
several more slip through the opening
down the pathway through my neck and down
the arm to the finger that
holds the pen, a whip so useless to control them.
Later to be read alone (in the dark,
underneath the covers with a flashlight)
until someone calls me daughter.
Rosanne Ehrlich been writing, not writing and thinking about writing, on and off, all her life. Years ago her novel, Attack, was published by Ballentine Books under the name of Collis Ehrlich. As a writer/producer in the entertainment industry and a victim of extreme sea-sickness she has written documentaries on Viking Long Shops, Whalers, Clippers, Ironclads and Galleons for The Great Ships series on the History Channel.
When she escaped from the entertainment industry, she started teaching English as a Second Language at Bergen Community College. Recently, flash pieces have been published in Persimmon Tree and Panoply. Fredericksburg Literary and Art Review and True Grit Anthology have published her poems, a non-fiction piece has been published in Metafore Magazine and short stories in Antirrhinum Journal and Glitter Literary Journal.
Currently she is at work on an autobiographical collection of short stories and attempting to assemble a poetry Chapbook and, as a grandmother, trying to get the names of the Disney princesses straight.