Do not be afraid, for I am with you.
Don’t be discouraged, for I am
editing your winter sky in the
cardinal-red scarf and feathered cap
I left behind.
I am your principles, your accounts, your snapshots,
your new shoes that rub the blisters right out of your dirt roads;
I am the feather-soft flakes of white snow
the crack in your teacup
honey in your tea.
I am the voice of Justin Vernon;
I am veteran of a civil war
just as eager to lay down my weapons
as you are to lay down your cowardice
and call my name
Emily Shearer writes and teaches yoga in Prague, Czech Republic where she lives with her husband and three children. Her poetry has been published in blueskirt productions’ anthology Bear the Pall: Poems and Stories about the Loss of a Parent, ROAR, and Minerva Rising, where she is the Poetry Editor.
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