About the Poems
by Nicole Mauro
These pieces are part of a "faux" laboration between Sarah Palin, Emily Dickinson, and me, using totally appropriated lines from Palin's memoir Going Rogue, and Dickinson's Books. I'm calling this a "faux" laboration because I have neither the blessing nor permission from Palin or Dickinson to use their lines. I find Sarah Palin, the human, fascinating, and Sarah Palin, the political juggernaut, frightening, and I suppose juxtapositioning those two reactions was just too tempting to resist. Emily D.'s entree into the pieces might be surprising—ordinarily, I wouldn't put Sarah P. and Emily D. in the same universe, let alone lock them in the same closet that is a prose-poem, but I was inspired to because in her memoir Palin mentions loving Dickinson as a child, which, for me, dimensionalized the former candidate for Veep in peculiar ways I am not entirely totally comfortable with, or, yet, willing to fully admit.