Jennifer Reeser Poems
Leaning Over Eros 
She recognizes him at last as Other,
not Self. I see her in my mind, hot wax
about to plummet from the lifted candle.
Should closeness be so vulnerable to fact?
The wrinkles in her gown - a... more
Poet: Jennifer Reeser  rating: 
The Eye Passes
Disturbing skies, and in the dark a frightening
howling of the wind through banging blinds.
You raise the rattling window; moisture grinds
against the screen within a bolt of lightning.
The dawn's... more
Poet: Jennifer Reeser rating: Imagining you'd come to say goodbye...
Imagining you'd come to say goodbye,
I made a doll of raffia and string.
I gave her thatch hair, and a broomstick skirt
of patchwork satin rags. Around each eye
I stitched thick lashes. Such a... more
Poet: Jennifer Reeser rating: The Neighborhood
I wish I could,
like some, forget,
and never anguish,
nor regret,
dismissive, free
to roam the street,
no matter how
the visions meet.
Remembrance is
a neighborhood
where... more
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