Poetry by Emily Polson

                ​Nathalie CC



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A Woman of a Certain Age

I. 
When you know, you know
what you don’t know
you don’t know when you know
when you think you know 
you don’t 

II. 
He is the one 
is he? Do you think
he thinks he is
the one?
Think. He is.

III.
I take you to be mine
to hold, to have, to part
from this day forward 
I, richer, take you to sickness

lawfully to have for worse
better to cherish death
to part, yours

who gives this woman 
to sickness, to death

I now pronounce you man

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Emily Polson is a writer and book editor from Iowa now based in Brooklyn. She earned a BFA in creative writing from Belhaven University and has published poems in Epoch Press, The Daily Drunk, Capsule Stories, and elsewhere. You can find her on Twitter @emilycpolson.
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