Blue-Crested Cry

By Jennifer Reeser Jennifer Reeser
We’re through, we’re through, we’re through, we’re through, we’re through

and—flanking, now, the edges of our schism—
it seems your coldness and my idealism
alone for all this time have kept us true.

Credulous I and hedonistic you:
opposed, refracting angles of a prism
who challenged sense with childish skepticism—
and every known the bulk of mankind knew.

Source: Poetry (December 2005).


Jennifer Reeser is the author of An Alabaster Flask (2003) and Winterproof (2005), both published by Word Press. She lives in southern Louisiana.

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