Born in Oklahoma, Marilyn Ringer now resides in northern California. She received her BA in Social Sciences and
an MA in Experimental Psychology, both from Southern Methodist University. She has been a chef and restauranteur, a poet-teacher with California’s Poets in the Schools, and a teacher of adult creative writing workshops. During the summer, she spends extended time on Monhegan Island in Maine where she writes with a group of women who are artists, teachers, Gestalt therapists, and gardeners as well as writers. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Nimrod; Drumvoices Revue; Eclipse; Left Curve; Red Wheelbarrow Literary Magazine; Sanskrit; Porcupine;
Wisconsin Review; Cairn; Bayou; The Cape Rock; ellipsis; The Hurricane Review; Limestone; The MacGuffin; Mochila Review; Oregon East; Phantasmagoria; Poet Lore; Reed Magazine; River Oak Review; Westview; Willard & Maple; Folio; The Griffin; RiverSedge; Willow Review; The Binnacle; Chico News & Review; Slant; Studio One; Eclectica; Quiddity Literary Journal; Xavier Review; Watershed; Iodine Poetry Journal; ByLine; California Quarterly; Milk Money; Pisgah Review; Schuylkill Valley Journal; Sierra Nevada College Review; Pearl; Taproot Literary Review; Tar Wolf Review; Poet’s Cove, An Anthology: Monhegan in Poetry, 2000-2002 (New Monhegan Press, 2003); The Art of Monhegan Island (Down East Press 2004); and Chico Poets, A Calendar for 2005 (Bear Star Press, 2004).
Morning sun reflected off the lake,
warm, yellow moment of the eyes,
then green blink of cool shadow.
A kinglet, its own yellow
startled by the windowpane,
its dazed dance along the deck.
Seamless, blue cloth stretched
taut against the dome of day,
cottonwood leaves litter the lawn.
By evening I scatter my gratitude
in a shower of stars while roots
lengthen, tap dark matter, touch God.