Katrina Harms Poems

Cradled
Precariously, still
In cotton dunes of blankets
Cold and shadowed in their undulations
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My restless heart,
creeping from its cavity
to the silent corridors of predawn-
A crackled white bulb of moon
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Oh beloved,
have you washed yourself of me?
And if so, how then to know
if these longings must abide in dream only?
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Halfwife

Unfinished business
The only thing keeping me
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She has feathered her nest
with things found and forgotten
unwanted scraps and trappings of every kind
From garage sale to garbage dump,
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Oft I have written
Oft I have listened
for that secret wish
within my soul-
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Je suis désolé-
Je suis désolé que je ne puisse pas vous sauver
Tous ces temps vous m'avez aidé, me faites mal, m'avez aimé,
vous êtes moqués de moi.
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how can i speak
while
in the face of
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i'm eight years old again
trying to memorize times tables
waiting for rain puddles
only now
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my friend doesn’t know how I love her so
when I watch her
timidly
when she smiles
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