Travel with Them – a poem by Janet Krauss

Travel with Them

Angels follow the sun someone said.
Travel with them, they are careful,
their wings never melt
like Icarus's, No plummeting
into despair, but they can lament
death wringing their hands in the air.
Keep a steady pace
so the breeze will stay cool--
ablutions of well-being.
Pass with them over thresholds
sparing children's lives,
watch them carry armfuls of souls
to bliss, and hear Horatio wave
them on as they accompany
Hamlet to his rest. Hold on
to the stream of their song.

Janet Krauss enjoyed teaching English at St. Basil Seminary for 29 years and Fairfield University for 39 years. She continues to mentor students. lead a poetry discussion at the Wilton Library, participate in the CT. Poetry Society Workshop and other poetry groups. She is the Poetry Program Director of the Black Rock Guild. She has 2 books of poetry: Borrowed Scenery (Yuganta Press) and Through the Trees of Autumn (Spartina Press). She is a widely published poet and many of her poems have been published in Amethyst Review and her haiku in Cold Moon Journal.

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