she was a heavy writer <br />everyone of significance agreed <br />even weighty critics raved on <br /> <br />'passionately massive' <br />'astonishingly substantial' <br />'unforgettably impressive' <br /> <br />everything she wrote was heavy <br />her grocery list weighed 10 pounds <br />on dark days the laptop bruised her thighs <br /> <br />office floorboards and library shelves <br />were reinforced to hold her words <br />on book tour she hired a strapping porter <br /> <br />to carry her manuscript eventually <br />she traded up sent to the himalayas <br />for a seasoned sherpa she felt a little <br /> <br />colonial especially at sea level <br />once she tried to write something <br />giddy and frivolous almost comedic <br /> <br />it made her feel greedy and cheap <br />as if she sold her soul to tabloid gods <br />for her it was heavy or nothing <br /> <br />woe made her day gave her a lift <br />helped her count misfortune and <br />dismiss any lightness of being<br /><br />Stephen Roxborough<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wife-of-prometheus/
