Poetry: 1989–1992Colleen Keefe·Follow1 min read·Mar 31, 2021--ShareGenesis(~1991–1992, Boston)colleenhkeefe.medium.comSpring(~1991–1992, Boston)colleenhkeefe.medium.comScience(1992, Boston)colleenhkeefe.medium.comDreamAlways there is the dream from which you wake, blurred on the thin song of an alarm-clockcolleenhkeefe.medium.comFor YouIcolleenhkeefe.medium.comLettersThe broad shovel of a leaf furled and bleached on the grass or a cleft in the silver bluffs opening to a valley below,colleenhkeefe.medium.comTo Leave At The Edge of TownNever tell me when you feel that pull, that tautness that says: I must go. Do not listen for it. That blankcolleenhkeefe.medium.comMotionsMotion Onecolleenhkeefe.medium.comTonightyou can look tonight into the pale folds of evening the smell of woodsmoke muttering in chimneyscolleenhkeefe.medium.comVessels(~1992, Boston)colleenhkeefe.medium.comStunned, the Winding Snowfall, SurroundingSimple things, we, wrenching through blankets of snow,colleenhkeefe.medium.comDistancesYou should have known you were ascending into something unheard of when each simple act of reassurance, every time you…colleenhkeefe.medium.comPoem for LeslieWhat dim heat did you find in here, under the soft pillows, under the soiled air? My heart is a room you enter and…colleenhkeefe.medium.comThe Carnival (for Moira)I believe a carnival can only move slowly, can only be understood in slow motion, like the vivid after-glow of a ferris…colleenhkeefe.medium.com