Sky Girl takes up the airborne comedia where Coffee Tea or Me leaves off, in a new atmosphere of revised service, revised glamour, and revised terror. From far and quite, quite near, the poems of Rosemary Griggs observe with a kind but unstinting gaze the trials of the flight attendant, post-disaster. "Kimberlie in her little/room again peck peck/pecking at the carpet. . . . Kimbelie trying not to take life/seriously sits on the plastic couch./She’s an object in the room/and scatters her things about:/suitcase, shoes, overcoat./She feels a little bit better." Our girl Kimberlie jets to parts known and unknown—Saginaw, Phuket, Isoka, Maui, a layover, a weekend getaway, the great blue yonder—inspiring affection and sympathetic fear and loneliness wherever she goes. These are poems as varied and exploratory, and deeply humane, as any job description can be: "At the temple Kimberlie too puts incense in the cauldron/and brushes the dark smoke over her/forehead over her heart.//She takes off her shoes and kneels before god who is blue,/has three eyes and two fangs."
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ROSEMARY GRIGGS received her BA from University of Iowa and her MFA from San Francisco State University. Her poetry and fiction has appeared in So To Speak, 14 Hills, and Outlet Magazine, among others. She recently wrote, produced and starred in a one act play, The Letter Witches, which opened at Venue 9 in San Francisco and was extended for a longer run at The Phoenix Theatre. She has worked as a flight attendant for the last six years.
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