Mentor
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Traces of you run long,
thin through my creations.
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Transparent to others
yet I recognize their fine weave.
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Your words form the rivulets
for mine to run down.
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Though I live with words,
there are none to describe
the way you are within me.
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This poem is from the chapbook Things We Carry by Stacy Julin (Finishing Line Press), and can be found at https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/things-we-carry-by-stacy-julin/
Things We Carry is a collection of #poems that explore vivid #memories, and treasured things that are #lost and kept in this #world. The writer also wonders about the future, and how she yearns for good things for her children. She wishes not to burden them with things of the past. It is the tender love and joy of life, the weight of the heart, and the ache of the still unknown to come.
Stacy Julin’s work has been published in Oyster River Pages, Pirene’s Fountain, Sky Island Journal, Southern Quill, Word Fountain, and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. She is the author of two poetry chapbooks, A Pebble Thrown in Water, published by Tiger’s Eye Press, and Visiting Ghosts and Ground from Finishing Line Press (which was published under the name Stacy W. Dixon). She lives with her family at the base of the beautiful Wasatch Mountains.
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