We were together not together see-saw dizzy for years almost no sometimes maybe but always such good travelers I said yes to that last-ditch trip both journey & stumble yes to azure Aegean ouzo & small white monasteries. We were trying again both attempting & exasperating promising once more almost believing all up & down the Peloponnesus we carried dumb faith & good luggage found the best figs bandaged our wounds & chose finally one part of cleave not cling but split.
Jeri Theriault’s awards include the 2023 Maine Arts Commission Literary Arts Fellowship, the 2023 Monson Arts Fellowship, and the 2022 NORward Prize. Her poems and reviews have appeared in The Rumpus, The Atlanta Review, The Asheville Review, Plume, and many other publications. Recent collections include Radost, my red, and In the Museum of Surrender. Self-Portrait as Homestead is forthcoming from Deerbrook Editions in May, 2023. Jeri lives in South Portland, Maine.
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