Eleanor Lerman

Poetry I actually wanted to read. My favorites were front-heavy:
Starfish: "And you wonder, is his a message, finally, or just another day?"
The Magellanic Clouds: "Loving us, loving us, loving us, the Small Magellanic Clod puzzles the astronomers because it seems to have no purpose. But we know better. We whisper its name to our children so they may be comforted."
Our Post-Soviet History Unfolds: "She would have crawled across Eastern Europe and fed that dog her own blood if she had to."… (más)