Memories Triggered in Linen teal linen card stock squareI find in the bread basketamong the cement-hard crumbsbroken plastic date tags moldy bread blanketed ina furry shade of green naked in bathroomhand-written on the paperI crumple before I rememberwhat moments are heldin the words I open the cardre-open the woundfeel it seep into my palm that day… Continue reading Poem 72 – Memories Triggered in Linen
Poem 71 – My Son, the Passionate Shepherd
My Son, the Passionate Shepherd Oh what a joy when this poet’s sonreveals his choice for his grade ninepoetry recitation Oh what divinity when he stands tallyawps out Christopher Marlowe’s'The Passionate Shepherd to his Love' as I fold clothes in the cobwebbed laundry room my back to his wordsbecause he’s shy for me to watch… Continue reading Poem 71 – My Son, the Passionate Shepherd
Poem 70 – I Am My Words
I Am My Words capablereadyhungrysoreafraidcautiousgiddytiredpensivehopefulguiltyhornyanxious slowattentive cardstock –wrinkled & edge-tornhole-hollowedprotected by poetry My first official 'thimbles' interview was so fun! I had a wonderful conversation with Adam from the Windsor Public Library. Thank you, Adam! I was nervous, but Adam helped me feel able and confident, and we had a really beautiful conversation about poetry, love,… Continue reading Poem 70 – I Am My Words
VANESSA SHIELDS 