DANIELLE HANSON

Aphorisms for the Hair


Hair is a dry river.

Hair gathers the wind in its mouth.

She made him wait while she dropped her hairs one by one to the floor.

Hair is always daring gravity.

Hair is a single organism with a goal to cover the earth.

Hair licks the head.

Hair was the calling card she left in his drain.

If hair could sing we would all go deaf.

The hair crawled away at night to camp under the couch.

Hair is a nest for dreams.

The weight of her hair kept him from leaving.

A strand of hair hid so successfully it lost itself in sleep.

The flock of hair swarmed the head as night fell.

Danielle Hanson is a poet who strives to create and facilitate wonder. She is the author of the poetry collections Fraying Edge of Sky and Ambushing Water. She was Finalist for 2018 Georgia Author of the Year Award. Her poetry has been the basis for Haunting the Wrong House, a puppet show at the Center for Puppetry Arts. She is Artist-in-Residence at Arts Beacon, Poetry Editor for Doubleback Books, and is on the staff of the Atlanta Review. More about her at daniellejhanson.com.