Thursday, June 4, 2009

Poetry read by Lauren Krause

Imperious Gesture

Once I was a snowflake
a white clover
like thousands of shimmering novas
soft as the wind’s breath.
Creating a colorless haze
with a chill of that distant death.

Now I am a devil’s bit
a golden heather.
Like one constellation
lifeless as paper’s pulse.
Gaining momentum
with a sweet exultant smile.

-Lauren Krause

1 comment:

  1. Lauren, thanks so much for posting your poem, and I got the video up tonight. Forgive the amateur camara work, please, ha ha. Thanks for all your heartfelt work in class this quarter and positive attitude to keep learning and growing in creativity!

    Nice job!