Monthly Archives: April 2015

Timothy’s Eye For Tim Hetherington By Julie Flanders A man holds a baby In a photograph That holds the whole war You took this picture just before A boy holds a gun In a photograph He shoots the sky, and … Continue reading →

Sunday Remains By Julie Flanders Swollen infractions The thick lip of the aftermath Incredulous glances As the orange mountain rises up Out of itself Into the blue occasion There are no maps in the drawer There is no drawer Only … Continue reading →

By Julie Flanders You move at the speed of mathematics Measuring light Particle or wave Garden or grave The earth opens for all of the young men Who were too brave Or too afraid To say no How you see … Continue reading →

Superman By Julie Flanders You lift the corner Of the day And see a tragic toy On the curb A mile away A young boy Is holding someone’s hand And looking back On eternity You never know Where you’re going … Continue reading →

Staring Into the Sun By Julie Flanders You moved ahead I stayed behind There was something I was hoping to find Courage, sanity Something to hold Something to hold me Something to keep me Safe I feel like a coward … Continue reading →

Under Towers By Julie Flanders The baby bird made its slippery way Into a life Fantastic, feather-free And blind Ready to speak a tiny mind Through a small beak A birdsong of hunger And desire In a nest at the … Continue reading →

Crèche Blossom By Julie Flanders The morning finds its shape In the shadows of a wish A small cat drinks From a large dish Spring bursts Into a frenzy of leaves The crocus curtseys To flowers Opening their sleeves As … Continue reading →

Talisman By Julie Flanders The whole world is a jar Where we gather like buttons Waiting to be recognized And sewn back into the fabric we came from Your eyes sparkle sequins There is no pain to the needle I … Continue reading →

Dream Aperture By Julie Flanders Why do we go look Over the edge of the canyon Into the great caverns of loss That open within us Like an ecstasy In all that great unknowing Is what we know To undo … Continue reading →

Vivace By Julie Flanders I should be singing But I rebel There is something I want to shout Something I want to tell Never Was there was any doubt Except the one I could never quell That one day I … Continue reading →