Today's poem is "The Dishwasher"
from Ah, Men

The Aldrich Press

Nancy Scott has been the managing editor of U.S.1 Worksheets, the journal of the U.S.1 Poets' Cooperative in New Jersey, for more than a decade. She is the author of eight other collections of poetry. She began writing poetry in the mid-'90s to capture the stories she'd heard as a social worker for the State of New Jersey, first in a child abuse response unit and later in a program assisting homeless families and those with mental health, AIDS, and disability issues to find permanent housing in the community. Running Down Broken Cement (Main Street Rag, 2014) was inspired by these experiences. Also an artist, Scott works primarily in collage and mixed media. Her work has been widely exhibited in juried shows in Pennsylvania and New Jersey, in online and print literary journals, and as the cover image for her book, The Owl Prince (Aldrich Press, 2015). Raised in a suburb of Chicago, she attended Brandeis University and graduated from the University of Chicago, eventually relocating to New Jersey where she currently resides. In addition to her social work and artistic endeavors, Scott has enjoyed an eclectic career as a university researcher, paralegal, day care director, real estate agent, foster and adoptive parent, Vista volunteer, editor, interior designer, and lecturer at the local community college on the history of furniture.

Other poems by Nancy Scott in Verse Daily:
July 26 2015:   "The Ship Builder" "Perhaps by a quirk of hormonal imbalance..."

Books by Nancy Scott:

Other poems on the web by Nancy Scott:
"Rescued Objects"
"On Location"
Two poems
Three poems
"The Outside Rear Steps"
"At Home in Abbottabad, Pakistan"
"Blue Jacaranda"
"Curse of the Three-Hour Ride"

Nancy Scott's Website.

About Ah, Men:

"Why didn't you come down for the curtain call? the speaker asks her young son after his flawed stage debut. After I dropped the flag, he said, I was afraid what the King's soldiers would do to me. So does a child naively conflate theater and 'real life.' In this collection of witty, funny, and compassionate portraits, familiar and exotic, from the 1950s to the present day, Nancy Scott bears witness to how we all confuse ourselves with a sense of self we've evolved for the public stage—we males particularly, though the self-myths here piquantly, often poignantly depicted are not only male delusions of grandeur: whether motivated by appetite, desperation, or pure idiosyncrasy, Scott shows them to be our guises for outwitting, defending against, and consoling ourselves in an intimidating world"
—Gregg Friedberg

"In Ah, Men, Nancy Scott wields her deft and light touch to wrestle with the truth of the matter, no holds barred, and comes up winning! This is a poignant and moving collection of poems. She writes powerfully, bringing the reader face to face with truths that might otherwise have remained submerged. Her poems are often startling, many of them taking the reader into heretofore unknown territory. The author's unabashed honesty about herself, as well, rings true throughout the collection. It's an eye-opener!"
—Judith McNally

"Opening Nancy Scott's Ah, Men, I couldn't put it down. The poems describe the author's encounters with the opposite sex from girlhood on. Partially a memoir of past loves, which evokes the reader's own, the poems share that power which Scott says, 'broadened my life.' We also meet the emigre professor who recognizes Scott as the daughter of the man who twenty years earlier helped his fiancee escape from the Nazis; a PhD candidate called boy when travelling South in the '50s; a Vietnam vet who declined a promotion dependent upon recruiting other black soldiers; a lover fifty years later who friends Scott on Facebook, and many more. Recognition, understanding, and humor are gifts to be found in Ah, Men. "
—Adele M. Bourne

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