Saturday, November 15, 2014

one thread

the exile
in her prison cell
scratching poems
on a bar of soap . . . 
bubbles rise to the moon

~A Hundred Gourds 3:4, Sept. 2014

(for Irina Ratushinskaya, Russian poet & dissident) 

faint words to address 
the infinite —
I pluck  one thread 
in the harp of stars

~Skylark 2:2, winter 2014


  1. Great work, Jenny. Love these.

    And I like how so many of your poems link together, even when you're not intentionally writing a sequence.