The Nature of Things Our lives, spirals, grooves in soft earth like those behind a plow in freshly-turned field, each path unique but similar, a labyrinth we all follow. Our mothers, the starting point. Our loves and losses become details etched in stones lining our walk, leading to the stopping point where a final breath holds itself at journey’s end. Perhaps we are like water hurtling toward, then over the falls. That we are allowed even once to crash into pools, curl ourselves around rocks, and overflow banks is enough.
Peggy Hammond’s poetry is featured or forthcoming in The Lyricist, Oberon Poetry, High Shelf Press, San Antonio Review, Inklette, West Trade Review, Rogue Agent, Ginosko Literary Journal, and Trouvaille Review. Her full-length play A Little Bit of Destiny was produced by OdysseyStage Theatre in Durham, North Carolina.