blinked in disbelief and in need of relief.
He concentrated on the distant stars,
recalled what his father told him:
They were orderly bodies.
The stars were unearthed, though.
With cloud cover now, no thoughts, no sorting
A blanket statement to sleep---
and the stars needed their modesty again.
In an unassuming move, that soldier’s candle flipped
up and attacked, exactly
as the cold fires a lacerated lip.
It was ignited by a star’s shame;
an incendiary claim against character---
that there is no air in this lonely space,
and, therefore, is no room for growth.
The Light Warrior sang a battle hymn
as sweet as voices uplifted by Mercy.
Dawn fawns a new day
Pensive motions made to totter,
Fleeting tears to carry,
Because some loves are made to tarry.
Never make a loose ending
From a bad beginning.”
Sarah Kersey's beginnings as a poet was slow. It began at 12 with a poem about her parents' divorce. At 15, she competed in her first poetry slam. At 18, she tied for third place in a different poetry slam. At 20, her poetry was published for the first time in Columbia University's literary blog Catch & Release.
Though she wanted to become an English teacher, she had to readjust due to changed circumstances. Sarah went to x-ray school instead, and she fell in love with it. Being an x-ray tech has informed her poetry. In 2018, she became an associate editor for South Florida Poetry Journal, and for The Fictional Café. Kersey is hard at work on her first chapbook, which hopefully be completed by the end of this calendar year. Her blog can be found at sarahkerseypoetry.wordpress.com. A list of her publication credits can be found there, as well as announcements and reviews of poetry collections she has read. Sarah tweets @sk__poet.