“The Ice Fisherman,” by Mary Karr

This poem has its numb lips pressed to the river’s spine.

All this week’s poems are from Mary Karr’s book, Sinners Welcome (Harper Collins, 2006).  Which you should click through and buy.  Why?  Because I signed up for Amazon Associates, and each purchase you make clicking through from links here will earn a few cents for this site.  But mostly because you’ll read her poems and be riveted.