poetry

Words

M. R. Baird was raised on the pabulum of the San Francisco Renaissance literary movement. In a style uniquely her own, indelible images form the poetic ground—bare this deeply confessional and evocative work. “Put language down on paper and stone—for stories raise the storm, breath the place of meeting, humanity—drawn and pieced back and forth between the dream time and earth to shed the heavy mantle of skin and let the light prove our making.”

“I am sifting through words—allowing some to draw up out of ink and air - pulling memories of my dreams from those words, I let them spill back out.” – M. R. Baird

Publications

from madmagz - Degrees of Rain
from deLuge Journal - Visitation,
Forgetting to Close the Gate,
First Morning at Champlain
from Open Mouse, Scotland
                                   -   As The Soil Is My Body
from Poetry Scotland - Hireath
from Cape Cod Poetry Review - Four Sticks
from Southlight 22 - Arisaig
Hemmingway on Nantucket
from Into the Void - Season of the Mirrored Lake
from Folded Word - Bird, House, Blind
from New Millennium Writings -
   Heron Rides the Early Morning
From Uplands - Tupelo
From In a Different Light - The Turning of Veils
From A Narrow Back Street -
All the Sundays in Your Glass
From Valentines and Other Tragedies - May Soon