Affinity Lately I listen to the wind sleep at night. Its stillness outside my window helps me slip unawares into the lap of oblivion. The earth stretches towards the moon but cannot reach it. The earth is always spinning while the moon circles around and helps the tides keep the faith-- recede and return to give us something to depend upon. Crabs wait for moonlight to expand over the sand so they can hurry as if they were trying to hide a secret but didn’t care, hurry to the edge of the water to lay their eggs, then scurry back unnoticed to the swamp. Lately I listen for the smile that appears unawares when I read a poem that needs no light to leave its message.
Janet Krauss, who has two books of poetry published, “Borrowed Scenery,” Yuganta Press, and “Through the Trees of Autumn,” Spartina Press, has recently retired from teaching English at Fairfield University. Her mission is to help and guide Bridgeport’s young children through her teaching creative writing, leading book clubs and reading to and engaging a kindergarten class. As a poet, she co-directs the poetry program of the Black Rock Art Guild
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