Daughter
it seems inevitable that
she should be here
born into this particular body
a unity spun
from this shared fate
no memory of the blow
yet you stand bound to us
for eternity
as we watch you sleep
My Imprint on the World
small and chubby
they can lift beads and bottles
blades of grass
into their sweet mouths
clumsily, relentlessly
innocent and curious
ten little fingers
beautiful and strong
one day they will stroke a dog
lift a flower
smell its fragrant scent
caress a lover
but for now
one sweet finger
in the mouth
he savors like
cotton candy on a stick
Lana Santorelli's poetry has been published by A New Song, Nomad's Choir, Poetry Motel,
Muse's Kiss, and awarded First Honorable Mention in the July 2006 issue of Westward Quarterly.
In addition, Lana has published two of her poetry books entitled 73rd Street and Bare Bones and Teacups.
Lana Santorelli Gallery
Lana Santorelli Web Site
Email: Lana Santorelli
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