Fran Schumer’s poem is one of three winning poems from 3rd Wednesday’s annual poetry contest. Contest judge, Ronnie Hess, said, “My Grandmother in the Bath does what only good poems can — draw portraits of people, their hardscrabble lives, their place in our own family history. Poems to break your heart. Of course we make our own mistakes, realizing our errors too late. The descriptions here are often breathtaking — “apples she baked until they were soggy, sweet, defeated” — yet anchored in the everyday places, like a hot bath, where you can be lonely “and have time to think about the pain.”