My Letters to the World Homage to Emily Dickinson I dreamt words of anxiety sealed in small envelopes flew out my window. I woke and whispered to myself, Those are not my letters to the world. My letters paint ducks luminous on winter waters, traveling together as if on a pilgrimage while a gull keeps watch high on his chosen rock. My letters catch sunsets nesting in bare branches before they escape leaving clouds brushed with an elixir of rose as a parting gesture.
Janet Krauss, after retirement from teaching 39 years of English at Fairfield University, continues to mentor students, lead a poetry discussion at the Wilton Library, participate in a CT. Poetry Society Workshop, and one other plus two poetry groups. She co–leads the Poetry Program of the Black Rock Art Guild. She has two books of poetry : Borrowed Scenery (Yuganta Press) and Through the Trees of Autumn (Spartina Press). Many of her poems have been published in Amethyst Review, and her haiku in Cold Moon Journal.
Amethyst Review 