fire of conflict
I have to remember
how
why
I brought the matches
what you spun
fed on us
left me
skin stretched over memory
I thought change was natural
a chasm between idea
and the reality
remember this
the matches the gasolinebetween the motion and the act
Strike a match
Smell the powder
See the smoke
light kills the shadow
drop the flame
ignite
a flash
a wisp of smoke
A440
a shriek of deliverance
epiphany: world is shrill
and steel
fragrant — foreign
I am the voice
of one crying in the wilderness
I know neither song
nor silence
I have hung my harp in the willow
seeking A
KRISTEN SMITH received a Bachelors of Arts in English at Mount Allison University and a Masters from Ryerson University. Her collection of poetry, Voices, was awarded the Graham Atlantic Writing Prize. Kristen participated in the Fairbanks Summer Arts Festival in Fairbanks, Alaska. Also, she was selected as one of six poets internationally to participate in the Writing With Style program at the Banff Centre (Banff, AB). In both her creative and academic writing, Kristen explores themes of absence, belonging, community, and music. She is currently pursuing doctoral studies at York University. You can discover more about her work on her website, kristenasmith.com.