Poem-A-Day: Stella Brice

Today’s poem is by Stella Brice, who wrote it after Hurricane Ike devastated the Houston and Galveston areas in 2008.



This sky pours out
dark gold drama.

It pours out Japanese moon-god-mouth.
It’s pouring light
& it cannot stop.

It blatantly harbors
the arms of trees
sagging with entrailed birds

Bearing signal & message without end.

I shudder to remember
how often I forget.

Look up old woman
I remind myself.

Old woman I say

Look up.
Look up.


Stella Brice graduated from Rice University & has worked, variously, as house cleaner, tarot reader, & performance artist. She is the author of five collections of poetry, including Urged (or, How Sex & Death Lift Up My Granny), Wait ‘Til I Get Fatter (both by Purple Flag Press/VAC, Chicago), & a new book forthcoming in 2018 by Tapir Press. She is a Pushcart nominee & a winner of the John Z. Bennet Prize. For the past two years, she has served as a mentor for the PEN American Center Prison Writer Program. Stella lives with her family in a 111-year-old house in Old Sixth Ward, Houston.


3 thoughts on “Poem-A-Day: Stella Brice

    1. I’m glad you’re enjoying it! 🙂 Yes, I think I usually do have one of yours. I commented on one of your comments on FB a few weeks back to ask if you’d like to join in again this year. There’s still room if you’d like to. 🙂


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