The Sunday Poem: Bridget Lowe


Poet Bridget Lowe




In My Study of Hysteria


The sofa is pleather. My gorgeous thighs
stick in the late summer heat.
Your cigar is papier-mâché, but you keep insisting
it’s real; you even light it,
in order to prove your genuine concern
for my concern for truth.

In my study of hysteria, we are riding on a train.
It is autumn now. I am tired.
My hair has turned grey just playing this game.
A woman boards the train and, Hitchcockian,
insists she is me. By now
I am stupid. I believe her.




About Bridget Lowe

Bridget Lowe’s poems have appeared in The New RepublicBest American Poetry (forthcoming this month), American Poetry ReviewPloughshares, and the Denver Quarterly, among others.

Her honors include a “Discovery”/Boston Review prize and the 2011 Rona Jaffe Foundation Fellowship at The MacDowell Colony. She currently resides in Kansas City. You can read more of her poems and a selection of her short essays here.

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“In My Study of Hysteria” © Bridget Lowe. This poem was printed with permission from the author


By | 2016-11-11T21:55:36+00:00 09.03.11|The Sunday Poem, Words|1 Comment

About the Author:

I’ve spent almost 20 years helping thousands of successful artists of all disciplines and working to make the arts more accessible. (One friend likes to call me “the arts enabler.”) From 1999-2012 I worked at The MacDowell Colony, the nation’s oldest artist colony, but I've also done time at an arts magazine, a library, an art museum, and a raptor rehabilitation center. In May of 2012 I left MacDowell to pursue writing, speaking, curating, and creative projects full-time. In 2015 I was named a “Top 100 Artist, Innovator, Creative” by Origin magazine. I've appeared as an arts and culture commentator on New Hampshire Public Radio, and in 2017 I was the recipient of the Wampler Art Professorship at James Madison University. I am the founder of the Gwarlingo Salon series, which connects artists like DJ Spooky with rural audiences in the Monadnock region. In 2017 my collaborator Corwin Levi and I will publish our first book, Mirror Mirrored, which combines Grimms’ fairy tales with vintage illustration remixes and the work of contemporary artists like Kiki Smith, Carrie Mae Weems, and Amy Cutler. I grew up in Atlanta, Georgia, but have called New Hampshire home since 1999. My studio is located in the historic, mill village of Harrisville. I miss fried okra, the early southern spring, and restaurants that stay open past 9:00 p.m., but rural life agrees with me. In New Hampshire I can see the stars, go kayaking or snowshoeing, watch bald eagles fish in the lake, and focus on my creative work in silence. I no longer have to worry about traffic jams; deer, wild turkeys, and frost heaves are the primary road hazards here. Although I live in the country, I’m fortunate enough to be part of a vibrant arts community that extends beyond this small New England village. The quiet days are punctuated by regular travel and frequent visits to museums, theaters, readings, arts events, lectures, and open studios around the country. (You can read my full CV here.) Thanks for visiting Gwarlingo. I hope you'll be in touch.

One Comment

  1. Virginia Konchan September 4, 2011 at 12:01 pm

    “In My Study of Hysteria” is a bold reappropriation, like many of Bridget’s gorgeous poems, of Freudian analysis and the various forms of Victorian megalomania and repression. Every line sings.

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