The following poem was written by one of our 2014 April Poem-A-Thon participants and appears in our Summer 2014 digital issue.
The entire issue is available for download.
The blood moon
is sailing tonight
we are the shadow
mother catching
the bent light of
our own sunrises
and sunsets
all of them
at one ablaze
(the very rim
of earth on fire).
We are the blood,
we are the rising tide,
we are the lost boat
of lies and prayers,
if we are to mourn,
it is now,
when the moon
casts back our heart,
when the night itself
is red with sorrow.
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MARY MONROE was born on a farm in Minnesota and has spent her life as a journalist, writer and editor. Her poems explore love, loss and the sacredness of everyday experience. Her poetry has appeared in the L.A. Times and can be seen in the upcoming issue of FR&ED. She is a student of tai chi, raja yoga and Andean shamanic arts. Mary lives in Eagle Rock, California.
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