INTERVIEWS
  
you tell me the wheelbarrow
is a wilder blue, the clouds
a brighter white.

i am inside the house, looking out
at weeds green from the june rain
that hasn´t stopped until today.
it is the garden that i have never
planted, only the edge remains
between the lawn & dirt,
memory of a summer when
i planted okra, cucumbers & bush beans.

you tell me to imagine
flakes of paint in
this backyard as my mind
wanders into the random–
an accident, a phone call,
to collapse on the kitchen floor
in the middle of a saturday afternoon.

i am inside the house, looking out
at the garden & i´m repeating your words,
this story, this language that attaches
life to memory & these words
grow feet, trudge across
our afternoon & now fall
upon this page where they
do nothing but stare back.









Glenn Hutchinson completed his doctorate at UNC-Greensboro and teaches in the English department at UNC-Charlotte. His poems have been published in various journals, including Iodine and Thrift. In addition, he has written several plays, including The Dreamcatcher, brainwrap, and Robots Attack American Theater. He is editor of Tryon Times, a monthly publication of writings by residents of a men´s homeless shelter in Charlotte.
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