Broken Open

by Christine Yurick

Image credit: Nathália Arantes on Unsplash

I have so few words any more

each one heavy,

falling from my pen

like rain drops:

full and clear.

I have to live in this world

too harsh for poetry;

I try to reconcile

with the passion in my heart.

It isn’t easy

to live in dreaming.

I need to feel,

to come alive

like the bare trees

do in spring.

There is still beauty in you.

Why hold yourself back?

You are no longer broken,

you are broken open.

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Christine Yurick

Christine Yurick is the founding editor of Think Journal. Her poems have appeared in E-Verse, Angle, American Arts Quarterly, Tulane Review, and 823 on High, among other journals. Her chapbook At the End of the Day and other poems is available from Kelsay Books.