Maya Roe was raised in the Sierra Nevada mountains, and currently lives on Mount Desert Island. She enjoys swimming in the ocean at night, baking pie from scratch, and finding good books of poetry at thrift stores. Her work has been published in the online version of the San Francisco Chronicle, as well as a few anthologies.
“The Land I Knew”, “Tangles” and “1941 / 2017”
Nostalgia has a significant influence on humanity, and the wistfulness in Maya Roe’s poetry is poignant. The three stanzas “In Land I Knew” illuminate the poet’s remembrances as if you the reader were experiencing the land itself; so too in “Tangles” and “1941/2017” as entrances to the inner heart of memory. Read more.
Why I Am a Writer
It’s a summer afternoon and Maya Roe can’t write. The “overdramatic and rambling” prose hitting the page isn’t working. So, she goes out intentionally looking and seeing and feeling. Nature is not symbolism or metaphor. It just is. Stream and Forest. Bees and Moss. Cattails and Blueberry trees. All of this an “inexplicable world” to love. Read more.