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Meg Freer
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poems

Meg Freer grew up in Montana and lives in Ontario where she is a piano teacher. Her photos and poems have won awards and have been accepted for publication in chapbook anthologies and journals such as COG, NatureWriting, Mothers Always Write, Young Ravens Literary Review, Eastern Iowa Review, and Rat’s Ass Review. In 2017 she won a writing fellowship and attended the Summer Literary Seminars in Tbilisi.

the world returns with a shudder

 

as if it were an ordinary afternoon

without dark purples and reds

straining to burst from the music

and tattoo our skin

 

soon night will close over

the moon-hour and the red rose

that perishes in the snow

will bloom again

searching

 

broad pink bands paint

morning sky’s attempt

to write reality

 

a tableau of tragic music

in a major key

high-sun summer

 

prints dense simplicity on my skin

my voice deserts me

 

words dress in silence

an alleluia from head to foot

a door stands open

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