“You who have condemned me… I will come back in the light of lightning and forever they will pay for my tears of blood.”
Freedom displayed in the movement of shadows.
An admonition to really live and a confession of love from older sister to younger sister.
At the end of all she sees in a stark landscape, “now I find myself standing alone.”
A true description of two people who think the are closer than they are.
An unnoticed person’s reflection on what kind of a moment is “enough.”
Organized in three thematic sections, this poem dwells on the distinctive beauty of glass through metaphor, personification, and narrative.
The speaker sees the tree, like herself, “Waiting for the stars to answer back | Waiting for deliverance and absolution.”
When your suburban life is plotted out for you, the future is so predictable that even future moments of sentimentality and regret can be imagined.
In sensual style, this poem moans for a chance to make breakfast before giving her another try.