Perennial A poem by Claire Coenen Perennial In memory of Eve Marie Carson (1985-2008) I bloom with Eve at the coffee shop as she defines existence in 11 syllables, her voice climbing like wild rose vines: Life is excruciatingly beautiful.... Continue Reading →
A Secret A poem by Claire Coenen A Secret When I crack openthe doorbeyondmy thinking,I find starrybouquetsof color—crimson,apricot, and yellownear the thresholdlike dahliaslongingto touch my face,to widen my eyesso I may seethe wavesof pulsing light,alive and fragrantlike loveyearningto shareher secrets.I breathe... Continue Reading →
Let There Be Light A poem by Claire Coenen Let There Be LightTonight I awake at the witching hourand the darkness weighson my heart like the sea.Sheets sticky, spine weak,mind seared by the dream,I cannot reach the lightas the silence... Continue Reading →
The Lessons of Ilkurot Village A poem by Claire Coenen The Lessons of Ilkurot VillageIt is afternoon.I am 17 in Ilkurot Village with my mom.The Maasai warriors, in robes of blood red magic,dance in a circle. Jump with wings on... Continue Reading →
A Note for You in the Wilderness A poem by Claire Coenen A Note for You in the Wilderness I promise this forest will not entangle you forever.Like sunrays trickling through the branches,illumination will arrive. The painful terrain will softenbeneath... Continue Reading →
The Way Home A poem by Claire Coenen The Way HomeWhen I am seasick,the child inside trembles,terrified of what hides beneath the blanket of sea. The child in melongs to spread her toes in the sand,nestle against the skin of her... Continue Reading →
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