For Your Sake

For Your Sake A Poem By JOSE ESPINEL   For your sake, Child of present Troubles, Those – from kind intent refracted, An aberration or malpractice of That impulse to live, I wish you would know this:   That in the parent’s absence peace persists Pressed as blissful comfort into lifeless things; The afternoon’s warmth, The melody’s trill, The lambent voice’s call Communing heartfelt dreams.   That where shields have sounded Hate’s telltale call Marking souls withered by A brutish scornful root – Some orchards since sown Nest warblers who sing Without fear of the blue-jay.   That Time, the …

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Standish Library

Standish Library A Poem By AIDAN FITZSIMONS   There is a tall clock on the front wall Facing all of Standish Library Does not tick or seem to move at all It does when you don’t look But the time is often off   A giant sun shape Brass, gold, dull, heavy, painted, fake The clock is as long as me But it never expands or shines or changes or burns Which is how you know it is not me And not the sun, see   Even though I know it’s fake It feels imperial, definitive Its rays radiate evenly …

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In the Rain

In the rain By ABIGAIL JADE KOERNER   It’s raining always when I’m with you And not because I’m feeling blue It’s raining raining And I can’t see I squint my eyes – there’s you and me Singing and dancing Kissing in the rain I said my favorite place was solitude But that was insane! Insane like puddles splashing Water drip drops down my face You are my favorite place But my heart will still race Love the chase   Abigail Koerner ‘21 ([email protected]) writes poetry for the Indy.  

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A Letter From Donostia

A Letter From Donostia A Poem By JOSE ESPINEL   Someone weeps alone in the dark. That’s how morning broke at camp: Vince or one of the other boys Announcing fully in tears The advent of the worst pox Adam willed us at age Ten – To be motherless and far from home.   When we first met The mountains in Summer, The sight of the lone thunderhead Through a dew-stained window Lingering to scatter the thinning mist or – The crescendo of bird-song As the forest warms up to the day Bound us to our cots; Bid us to …

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The Price

The Price By Remedy Ryan   The tourists trampled the sunflower field for the perfect Instagram shot The field reduced to useless, golden ruins   Remember when we were born? Our mothers cried for us then Little fools To think that beauty could exist Without pain   One winter night we rubbed each other’s hands until they turned raw I didn’t know it then But you were already gone   How much time will l spend in front of the mirror? Becoming something worth ruining— again

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In the Rain

By Abigail Koerner   It’s raining always when I’m with you And not because I’m feeling blue It’s raining raining And I can’t see I squint my eyes – there’s you and me Singing and dancing Kissing in the rain I said my favorite place was solitude But that was insane! Insane like puddles splashing Water drip drops down my face You are my favorite place But my heart will still race Love the chase Abigail Koerner ’21 ([email protected])

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Everything is in the air: A Poem

(A poetical study of what we inhale)  By: ANA NICOLAE It’s all in the air Fumes, body, soul Your breath stagnates the atmospheres of people  Your body disintegrates  in particles of dust Your soul pollutes  the heavenly skies And yet you breathe And yet you grow And yet you die Whatever comes to be Innovation and profanity Through clean air you can see Through nothingness apparent We are going blind  Seeing white clouds of hazard Mistaken for cold breaths in winter Whatever comes to be Process or energy Through clean air we still see Air atop air in concentric cycles An …

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The Fading Days of a Crumbling Empire

by Remedy Ryan I felt a pang of longing but maybe it was just hunger I felt a flash of anger but maybe it just was Maybe you should eat something I thought I was falling in love but maybe I was just falling I thought I could get to the bottom of it but maybe there is no end in sight Maybe if I just lie here long enough my body will stop aching   I thought I knew my own feelings but maybe there was no room left for them in this burning building anyway Maybe I am …

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Phoney Friend

By Abigail Jade Koerner Remember when we used to read? Now, between every page I see I check up on my Instagram feed Real faces smile back at me Not the faces my mind wanted them to be Can’t see clearly The words become blurred Time ticks away My phone battery dwindles just like every single day As I sit in silence with my old friend Phone Whose constant companionship feels like home The two of us: like yin and yang Changed my home and lock screen to a photo that I should hang But my walls are bare And …

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Overnight Dreaming

A Poem By Remedy Ryan and Abigail Koerner   Your arms feel like a long-lost sweater I knew I would find I am not any kind of perfect But I am warm and I am alive and so are you   “Tu tump” is Italian and my heart hits boom I said I don’t use onomatopoeia But sometimes don’t is also do You turn nouns to verbs And my brain doesn’t quite work When I’m thinking about you   My name is a word too But it still can’t fix the mirror I’m naked in a glassy field My desire …

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Poems

By: Jose Espinel Poem 1: Untitled   So many nights I’d branded myself Mycenaean And wondered in silence Whether Helen might visit my dreams If I walked down Allenby Street And continued into the sea. I swore I’d stay there, Devoting my days on Elba To studying the taxonomy of stones And other enlightened arts Of great men who never bathed Until with labored certainty I’d say: This is grey. And so much toil would make me a rational man. And rational men do not weep at her memory. And rational men find beauty in numbers and stones. But if …

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