Sarah Provost Biography See Work Spring 1986 An Incompleteness By Sarah Provost POETRY / Summer 1988 I Didn’t Mean To By Sarah Provost unbalance the flowers on their stems:their brute grace fisted me silly. NowI’m sodden as Sunday. Greekscouldn’t speak of my feelings, I’m a zoo baby. POETRY / Summer 1988 The Three Bears By Sarah Provost I just left them there holding their breath,summer dripping from their honeyedmuzzles. Spring 1986 Inland, Thinking of Waves By Sarah Provost
