Jennifer Hartman Poems

I'm going
To miss these
Windows.
I can see my childhood
...

I don't want to close my eyes
Sleep's luring song fails to enchant tonight
Fury flurries about my thoughts
And covers over the dusting
...

I shoot out angular
A mass of points and
Stark straight lines
To stick you with my urgency
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Like some deranged goddess
Given up order for chaos
The temple for the jungle
I'd dash through the thick with you
...