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Julaina Kleist-Corwin · About the Arts
Julaina Kleist-Corwin 
UNSAID
I stand on my side of the river.
You stand on the opposite bank,
our pain mirrored in the water.
I cry out, “Come across.”
You cringe, turn away.
I don’t understand.
Softly I say, “Please.”
You hold your ears;
my word falls short.
I wade into the torrent,
to meet you part way.
Icy chill stops my breath.
You put one foot in,
pull it right out,
tell me no, you can’t.
I crawl back to shore.
Legs frozen, my body
shivers in the wind.
The words of healing remain unsaid.
The current of pain is too strong.
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Love Scent
I enjoyed
your gaze,
your endless
gazing at me
yesterday.
Your eyes
seeping
into me,
echoing the
old longing,
poking life
into me with a
love scent,
a sweet, silent
love scent.
This joy
was ours
alone.
By Mary Lou Haugh
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