Vinyasa – a poem by Susan Delaney Spear


Beyond the glass the world is white,
a frozen winter morning scape.
A chimney’s wisp of smoke floats by.
Tall trees root down to stand upright,
as branches rise and tat the sky’s
seamless achromatic cape.

Inside, each yogi breathes on cue
and gradually our breath aligns.
We bend, our heads beneath our hearts.
We stretch, our fingers reach into
the white. Breathing is an art.
Cross-legged, we bow to inner light.


Susan Delaney Spear is Associate Professor of English and Creative Writing at Colorado Christian University where she serves as English Department Chair. She earned an MFA in Poetry with an Emphasis on Verse Forms from Western Colorado University in 2012. She is former Managing Editor of THINK, a journal of poetry, essays, and reviews. Her collection, Beyond All Bearing, was published by Wipf and Stock. Her poems have appeared in The New Criterion, The Christian Century, Academic Questions, First Things, The Anglican Theological Review and other journals.

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