Old poems and older poems. The art in here is far more recent - all illustration tiles were made between April 20, 2024 and May 12, 2024.
Some of these poems were published in a chapbook, Eleusinian Mysteries, in 1995, under the pen name Sarah Maddo...
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I kneel, in false penance, on these sharp stones of anguish until my bare knees bleed pain on pain; and I wait for a sign of your presence until I have long since not heard the voice of my defeat; and it is only when I cry out to protest your absence that I realize that it is I who am not with you.
It occurs to me, oh long-suffering lover, that I address you in the same way that I might address my God. I wonder who listens to my wolflike howl.
