For National Poetry Month, here’s a new poem and new reviews of poetry books I’m reading! I hope you’ll be inspired to read and share poems, and maybe write some of your own. *** Click Here to Listen to the Reading of My Poem Below Awake and Dreaming There’s a sleepiness in the sun’s rays, a soft warmth in this hour. Day settling in, wrapping me in a cloak of light. A hush is broken by chitters, high and low-voiced calls from hidden singers in tall trees. I think of the cat, her black outline stretched across the couch in sleep, consider the habits and dreams of nocturnal creatures. How my brain kept buzzing, thoughts twisting and turning overnight, blankets tangled, sheets bunched. How like a prowling creature I became, awake and wandering like the cat mewing at 3:30am. How in the brightness of day these nocturnal moments seem an alternate universe, not the same one t hat spins with a tapestry of white cloud stitched on blue sky. Not the same one where birdsong lingers, wind-
Tenderness of fields , painting by Elena Artstyle, pixels.com In soft slips of blooms In cool mists of morning In silver whispers of song In pink presses of lips In our arms encircling In our fingers lacing In our eyes wondering In our voices laughing In rivers flowing wide In clouds breaking open In boundless breath of skies In limitless light of stars In spring bursting into blossoms In wings rising in golden sunshine In our hands lifting to brilliant blue In how earth is enfolding us In how love is rebirthing us In how hope is carrying us In how we walk together In how we fly together Copyright @Stacie Eirich March 4, 2024 *** Listen to this poem & discussion on Spotify at the link below: Poetry for Peace, Season 4: A New Dawn, Episode 8: Tenderness This poem is another that came with the dawn, with another morning of waking, of rising, of moving, of writing, and of hoping. Our steps forward into life after my child’s cancer are still tentative