September 2013

By Terresa Wellborn

When September arrives and strums across the hills, it announces a bewilderment of leaves, a falling. The noun, fall ?f?l, infers autumn, while the verb means to come or go down from a high place or position to a lower place, which brings to mind humility, a fallen leaf, prayer. This month our offerings point towards these things: a sibling, a good-night ritual, the lay of language as it shifts beneath our tongues.

In the essay, “Unspoken,” originally published in 2011, Mendy Waits shares with us the tragic passing of her brother. She wrestles with a culture that, while loving, still needs to work out the kinks. When the fallen fall, how do we react? With “strangely positive funerals, marked with the rhetoric of eternity.” Could it be in the act of sharing, as Mendy does with us, that we, too, find the strength to continue?

Dayna Patterson (a Segullah favorite and editor for Psaltery & Lyre), illustrates a parent’s bedtime routine as prayer in her poem, “Moses Removed His Shoes.” In “Twilight Zone Episode 2a, 1985,” the sometimes disorienting world of words brings us around to attentiveness again, and intuition.

Here at Segullah, as we tuck away our summer wear in favor of a jacket, a lantern, a sigh to green now fading, we agree with Rilke, “We all are falling. This hand here is falling. /Just look: it is in all of us.”

Terresa Wellborn

Associate Poetry Editor, Segullah


About Terresa Wellborn

Terresa Wellborn has been published in BYU Studies, Dialogue, and several anthologies including Fire in the Pasture, Monsters and Mormons, and Dove Song: Heavenly Mother in Mormon Poetry. She has a BA degree in English Literature and a MLIS degree in Library and Information Science. Her joys include her four children, books, and chocolate babka. She reads faster than she hikes, runs faster than she writes, and has often been mistaken for Miss Frizzle. When not on a mountaintop, she prefers to dwell in possibility.

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