wicked alice| fall 2010

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Rachel Jamison Webster

Often She’d Drop Into Fathomless


Always she thought mother looking out the window

meant elsewhere, meant longing

for self-wisps rippled in glass and others

in the grass, across the tracks beyond that. 

She didn’t know until you mother could be

me, looking out the window could be this

third-person glancing it—joy—

so whole she only hems it like a guest.






Rachel Jamison Webster grew up in Northeastern Ohio and now lives in Evanston, Illinois, with her partner Richard and their daughter. She teaches at Northwestern University and edits the online anthology of international poetry, www.universeofpoetry.org. More writing is available at http://racheljamisonwebster.blogspot.com.