Camille see her footfalls impressed along the left blue bank-- gypsum scatters like dust, busts of glass in satin light she whittled her own skill out of stone and soil while still a child-- watch her fashion with fingers no more thick than the reeds and roots with which she sleeps seedlings small in her clay hands hewing marble lilies sky blue soap smooth, easy like her own sanguine eyes-- staid lips pressed tight interring onyx-hard truth devoutly zealous making bronze kings-- like Ruth. Denise Keenaghan Denise Keenaghan is an English Literature teacher and poet originally from Austin, but currently living in Houston, Texas. Her work has been published in the St. Edward’s University literary magazine, The Sorin Oak Review (formerly The Aesthetic Voice) and in the University of St. Thomas of Houston’s Laurels literary journal. She is the recipient of the St. Edward’s University Ellen Garwood Poetry Award as an undergraduate student. She completed her MLA in Literature, and her thesis was recommended for publication. She and her husband have raised three creative and artistic sons, and she is currently working on a poetry compilation dedicated to the power of the female synesthetic voice.
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Debbie Segler
10/7/2020 02:25:03 am
I enjoyed how your words made me try to visualize what she was doing and thinking! Very talented writer/poet!
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