You know that woman wore herself plumb out toting feed to critter after critter up and down the narrow stairs. Dinners were a dismal affair in the hold of the dark ark. No one who was around left any sign of Noah’s wife. What we know about her is not about her. I know she spruced up that rat’s paradise as best she could, could turn one olive branch into a whole bouquet. Some people know she’s alight in the hot fires of hell. They see Noah droning on a full century with no converts and are certain: That wife of his.
What Noah’s Wife Did
Bryana Joy is a poet, illustrator, & independent arts educator who has lived in Türkiye, Texas, & England, & now resides in Eastern Pennsylvania. Her poetry has appeared in over 50 literary journals, and her book “Summer of the Oystercatchers” is forthcoming with Fernwood Press. Since 2021 she has been teaching regular online poetry workshops to foster meaningful arts community & support writers. Find her at www.bryanajoy.com or on Instagram & Threads at @_bryana_joy.