Category Archives: Ethel Mortenson Davis

Sweetgrass

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

It is a time
when the smell
of sweetgrass
hangs heavy
in the ear
of summer,

when light lingers long
in the night,
and we let go of
what is not right in the world,

when we drift
across the tall grasses
to where fireflies
are whispering
to each other.

In this small pocket
of summer,
the deer
have finally
let themselves
be seen.

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In Ethel’s Garden

Photos by Ethel Mortenson Davis

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OtherWorld’s Bookstore Display

A new bookstore has opened on Third Avenue in Sturgeon Bay! We used to have two bookstores, but they have closed. Now Margaret Magle has opened a new bookstore on Third Avenue downtown. She is, right now, featuring books by Ethel Mortenson and Thomas Davis. We are hoping both tourists and local folks visit the store at 41 N. Third Avenue since we are hoping Margaret succeeds in her new endeavor.

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Holding My Breath

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

I keep looking
for the breathing holes
beneath this thick sea ice,

a place where
I can propel
up towards the light,
grasping for a breath of air
that smells like earth
and soil and green things.

I keep looking
for that rare space
because I cannot hold
my breath much longer.

There. Over there
I see some light
through honey-colored ice.

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I Dream of a Different World

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

I dream of
a different world:

one where I can*
take refuge,

where you and I
will be sisters,

where the First Peoples
are striding along
with the Second peoples,
learning from each other,

where they are no longer refugees
in their own land,

where freed slaves
are helped to build
new lives with the colonists,
no longer refugees
in this new land.

I dream of
a different world:

where no one is heard
shouting from a window,

“Go back to where you came from.”

* The first two stanzas are a quote from Ariel Dorfman, a refuge.

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Portrait

pastel by Ethel Mortenson Davis

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Flowering Magnolia

We woke up to 20 inches of snow this morning, April 14, and it’s still snowing. We’re supposed to get snow the rest of the day into tomorrow.

Photo by Ethel Mortenson Davis

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