To Find Healing in the morning glories as they awaken each day within a blueness that startles the sky, accepting their closure at dusk knowing they will open again when the ascent of dawn releases the burden of darkness, taking a loved one’s hand as it brushes mine and keeping its message secured in my inner eye, letting a child guide my crayon over her picture blending the colors together, remembering Homer’s Penelope as she weaves her father-in-law’s shroud and unravels it each night only to begin again the next day, saving him from death and herself from the ravages of the suitors rumbling in their quarters, walking by the sea as it effortlessly rolls over and over itself as I breathe in its persistent perseverance.
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.
A fine poem. Thanks for sharing.
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Lovely. Have your read Margaret Atwood’s novel about Penelope? I’m enjoying reading it at present.
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