Lori Desrosiers

Lori Desrosiers Poems

When the quiet dance of time
draws me near to death,
I might recall a time
before there were words
...

Standing in my blue summer-stained one-piece.
Twelve years old, fellow campers’ goose-bumped bodies wait
to start the swim across lake Coniston,
rowboats and canoes ready in case we drown,
...

Lori Desrosiers Biography

Lori Desrosiers grew up in New York City, but now calls Westfield, MA her home. She earned the MFA in Poetry at New England College. Her poems are published in Big City Lit, Blue Fifth Review, The Equinox, The Ballard Street Poetry Journal and others. Her chapbook, 'Three Vanities' was published by Pudding House Press. For more info and reading schedule go to http: //www.loridesrosiers.com.)

The Best Poem Of Lori Desrosiers

Wordless

When the quiet dance of time
draws me near to death,
I might recall a time
before there were words
coursing through my mind.
when there were sunbeams
filtering through my nursery window,
songs of sparrows,
church bells,
the organ grinder’s squeal,
clang of milk delivery,
horses’ hooves on cobblestone,
the smell of burning chestnuts.

My father used to say,
“Children are closer to God.”
He died at 63,
mute from brain cancer.
At the end
did he reclaim,
this wordless awe?

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