The following poem is an exquisite corpse,
begun with a line from the Million Line Poem
and written as a digital collaboration,
a pilot program at the
Tupelo Press Teen Writing center!
Eternal Questions
Rivers of night run to the shallows now
Already, these stars slip in the west
Disintegrating into the tiny granules of wonder
forgotten orbs to be absorbed by inner tissues of mortals
Ethereal light kissing their foreheads
washing away the abyss and the freed slaves of Pandora
Unopened and unseen through eyes unknown
hopeful and crushing all in the same
Do I shiver of elation or fear?
Does it matter?
Marjorie Stamm Rosenfeld
Olivia Vande Woude
Allison Jaggers
Kamryn Crossman
Michelle Miles