| “Where I Went While You Were Sleeping” |
// published in 2019
// sale price $0.85
// poetry |
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| by Esther A. Caron // a Pen & Anvil chapbook |
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Esther A. Caron is currently completing a graduate program in economic development policy and social entrepreneurship. She lives and works between Washington D.C., Paris, and Bologna. This is her first stand-alone publication.
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“Hard to pretend I have not felt your eyes appraise /
the lengths of silk inside me.”
This letter-poem—part aubade, part Dear John—does its bittersweet work of observation, reflection and self-consciousness across five sonnetish stanzas.
NB: The author's surname as listed is a nom de plume, but not one selected arbitarily: it was her grandmother's real name. It originates from the ancient Breton word car, meaning love, and was originally a personal and baptismal name of endearment. It developed in medieval times into a family name. |
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This photograph by Danielle Randi shows talavera-type tibors in the window of Taller Armando. Its use here is both literal, tying into the cuisine cooked and eaten during the evening of trysting taking place in the poem, and figurative, suggesting as it does amphorae jays where memories—ground, earthen and sturdy—are stored and aged for delicious perspective to be consumed at a later date. Sourced from Wikimedia under the terms of the CC BY-SA 3.0 license.
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