April: A Poem by Ella B. Winters & Write After Recap | One Poem More
Sundays on One Poem Only are reserved for the weekly recap, but since we were writing a poem a day with Write After in April, we haven’t had a break for a recap in a month. So today I’m reading a poem that perfectly encapsulates Write After. It is a cento and contains one line from each of the 30 poems shared on One Poem Only during April.
April: A Poem
Ella B. Winters
She never whispers in my ear, unfurling
to swallow my words, abandon me
when I most need her,
while the past rides shotgunsilent.
My mind is a black sand beach. My fingers
stop tracing spines. I've stopped turning
the light on…
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