a new poem featured in A Thrill of Hope, from ClayJar Review
This is a fantastic poem, Megan. I thought even more highly of it when I read your description and saw it was ekphrastic.
Thank you ❤️
“Let me hold onto the hem of your wing
until I learn to live in this same room,
with these same clothes, and me,
Mother of God, not alone.”
Short and oh-so-powerful! Loved this piece, Megan.
Thank you, Rosa! As I get older, my poems get shorter.
So grateful we get to share in A Thrill of Hope together.
I’d say that’s probably wisdom that comes with age… knowing what to say with less amount of words!!
This is a fantastic poem, Megan. I thought even more highly of it when I read your description and saw it was ekphrastic.
Thank you ❤️
“Let me hold onto the hem of your wing
until I learn to live in this same room,
with these same clothes, and me,
Mother of God, not alone.”
Short and oh-so-powerful! Loved this piece, Megan.
Thank you, Rosa! As I get older, my poems get shorter.
So grateful we get to share in A Thrill of Hope together.
I’d say that’s probably wisdom that comes with age… knowing what to say with less amount of words!!