Category: Chicago

• I 57

  What is it about rows of corn stubs flipping past, electrical wires sagging in sync with the tracks, whistle beaming out to snow-flat fields, clumps of houses, trees so far away you think of desert, that pulls me back to dream-like chatter, long nights on empty roads? We meet again in this rhythmic void, away…

  Jenifer

  April 24, 2015

  Aging, Bite-sized sampler, Chicago, Family, Friendship, Illinois, Love, Meditation, Memory, Muse, Nature, Seasons

  NaPoWriMo, poetry

• Day 14

  you offer to wipe the snow from my car yet again there is no way back now, I cannot even pretend

  Jenifer

  April 14, 2015

  Aging, Chicago, Love, Muse, Seasons

  NaPoWriMo, poetry, tanka

• Day 7

  I stand on this track awaiting movement, opening to suggestion, as many before, I leave one thin layer of gray dust

  Jenifer

  April 7, 2015

  Aging, Chicago, Meditation, Muse, Traveling

  NaPoWriMo, poetry, tanka

• Jacksonville, Illinois

  i. Why do I think you are here with me still, taking note? I pull off the highway, end on a dirt road as usual. Strangers look long, out their way, as if destiny is known. I wish you were gone, really, truly gone, that that would sink deep in, become an organizing piece of…

  Jenifer

  March 21, 2015

  Chicago, Childhood, Death, Family, Friendship, Meditation, Memory, Nature

  poetry

• Twin waters

  Water runs in streams through sandy swales, clear and cold and quick, carves underedges along tiny banks, trails pebbles too large to carry forward, and returns again in its own path to the great, wild churning. .. Water glides over broken asphalt, shifts its course over sharp, jagged cracks, deposits mud, clay from baseball diamond…

  Jenifer

  March 10, 2015

  Chicago, Dying, Meditation, Nature, Pentwater, Seasons

  #dversepoets, poetry

• Quiet hour

  Whisper with me, deflate joy, let its steam exhale. Take cover with me from babbling, tumbling squall. Escape now with me to a solitary inch of grassy earth. Lay here with me, our breath smooth, civil, disobedient. Ponder with me leaf shadow pressing on black wall, swaying in street light, silence holding. Tame with me…

  Jenifer

  February 24, 2015

  Chicago, Love, Meditation, Work life, Yoga

  poetry