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"Poetry is a life-cherishing force.
For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the gold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry." - Mary Oliver, A Poetry Handbook
Poetry Blog
[and Sundries]
The Lake in the Rain
In my summer childhood memory / I stand at the edge of the lake / Oblivious to the warm drizzle / A white quilt of mist hovers . . .
Celeste Boudreaux
Oct 7, 20241 min read
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How to Start Your Butterfly Life
First, you have to get sick of being a caterpillar. Weary of never-ending consumption, outgrowing your clothes, eyes trained on . . .
Celeste Boudreaux
Aug 21, 20241 min read
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Shelter
When a storm overtakes you / the kind that satellites see / as a massive, swirling spiral / its curved arms knocking down . . .
Celeste Boudreaux
Jul 11, 20241 min read
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The Mother Tree
I came to the forest pondering the source of insight and generosity how to be loving and life-giving in a season of culminations and...
Celeste Boudreaux
May 4, 20241 min read
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Queen of the Night
Born on the fourth day of God's great goodness Your Creator crowned you to govern the night You haunt my earliest memories waking me in...
Celeste Boudreaux
Aug 13, 20221 min read
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Perception
It's still dark when I open the back door to let in the cat, but something calls me to step out into the cool stillness. At the edge of...
Celeste Boudreaux
Nov 13, 20213 min read
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I AM
I AM the radiant sunburst, the painted skyscape behind the power lines and strip malls I AM the roiling storm clouds of deep blue gray...
Celeste Boudreaux
Sep 11, 20211 min read
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The Stray Kitten
When I was a girl I found a stray kitten Feral and frightened it ran and hid and would not come to my kitty-kitty calls But my love was...
Celeste Boudreaux
May 29, 20211 min read
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