Robin Turner's poems, prose poems, and the occasional flash fiction have appeared in Anacapa Review, Pithead Chapel, Rattle, DMQ Review, Rust & Moth, The Texas Observer, One, and elsewhere. Her chapbooks are bindweed & crow poison (Porkbelly Press) and Elegy with Clouds & (Kelsay Books). She is a longtime community teaching artist currently working with writers from the Cancer Support Community of North Texas. She has recently joined Pithead Chapel as an assistant prose poetry editor and is a sometime reader for Sugared Water. She lives near White Rock Lake in Dallas.

Other poems on the web by Robin Turner:
"Seventeen"
"The Green Glass Swan"
"The Doorway"
"Inside a Texas Whole Foods"
"The Unfolding"
"Little Bird"
Three poems
"At the Lindale, Texas Post Office, I Ask for a Book of Stamps"
Three poems
"Lightfall, East Texas"
"Thirst"
"Saffron"
"Dream Grown Soft as Steel"
"Raingleam"
"Elegy with Clouds & Breakfast Cereal"
"How a Bird Carries"
"Morningside to Meadowlark"
"To Help You Find Me"

About Elegy with Clouds &:

"In Elegy with Clouds &,Robin Turner begins with the question: 'When the mothers leave, / what are we supposed to do?' One answer this elegant collection offers is to look 'where blood meets blue / a poem blooms.' Another is to keen. To name every blue thing. To look to 'woolen clouds. . .generous, / mother soft.' To walk through door after door, each with hinges that 'give & gleam.' In short, in the face of tremendous loss, Turner offers us the solace of being present — on this earth, with its beauty & its scars, its absences & everywheres."
—Amie Whittemore

"Robin Turner's Elegy with Clouds & is a vivid almanac for a sorrow season, recollecting 'an absence & / an everywhere, a before & an after, my trickster / mother, a shape ever shifting.' These poems sound the distances between mother and daughter, between daughter and her childhood self, hueing the intimate and elemental in the spaces that bridge them: a 'ruthless unspooling of days,' a night ocean, white rocks, 'blue lips in blue light.' Turner's deft lyrics pare line and sound down to the stark relief and concavities of grief. What a mother may forget, a poem may call back; a leaving's silence may bloom into clouds. These fine poems keen and dream their way towards 'the return of the red resurrection flower. . .its intricate blossom a year's dark, deepening.'"
—Sally Rosen Kindred

"Robin Turner's luminous Elegy with Clouds & opens with a fear that lives in all of us: the loss of one's mother. In this collection 'blood meets blue / a poem blooms.' What more could one ask of poetry but to speak this truth? The poems that follow simultaneously mourn the loss of a mother and remind us that there is peace in beauty. A single, white swan gives us space to 'practice silence,' while a later poem opens a window to sky. Sorrow isn't simple and sometimes isn't quiet, as 'Keen' and 'Flight' show us. The collection's closing section begins with a doorway open to the future. Grief is still present, but so is memory, and these are found simultaneously in lily ponds and rain and sky."
—Christine Klocek-Lim