Jennifer's Web Site: http://jenniferbullis.wordpress.com/
Jennifer Bullis grew up in Reno, Nevada, and attended college and graduate school in California. While finishing a PhD in English at UC Davis, she and her husband, seeking a green place to live, moved to western Washington. She taught writing and literature at Whatcom Community College for fourteen years before sneaking away to write, hike, and chase after their son.
Her poems appear in journals and anthologies including Iron Horse Literary Review, Natural Bridge, Conversations Across Borders, The Comstock Review, Floating Bridge Review/Pontoon, Cascadia Review, Clover, and Umbrella . She won The Pitch contest at Poetry Northwest and received Honorable Mention in the Tupelo Press Poetry Project. She served on the Board of the Whatcom Poetry Series and blogs about “Poetry at the Intersection of Mythology and Hiking” at http://jenniferbullis.wordpress.com.
She lives in Bellingham with her family, which, by her current reckoning, includes a horse, two cats, and too many feathered, furry, and leafy creatures to count.
Poem from Impossible Lessons
Crossing the Methow at the Tawlks-Foster Suspension Bridge
After William Stafford’s “Where We Are”
Daylight loves everything coming up this river like the fog, like the slow reveal of a poet’s seeing as he stands on this swaying bridge suspended over the swift channel of his imagining. Walking this footpath so many years behind him, I stand atop the bridge’s curve and look downriver, the sun setting behind me loving the wet sky violet. An oxbow moon floats on the horizon as gold cottonwoods shuffle their starlings from one branch to another and finally breathe them out over the river’s mottled glow. Every bird’s flight renews my eyes’ slow marveling, like the rain locating boulders under its feet, friendly, stepping and tapping and greeting them one at a time.