Tag: mother

Two Poems by Sherine Gilmour

No crying in broad daylight on the street,
child warm and sweet in your arms.
There are no eyes in this poem. Not your eyes
judging your child. Not his eyes, not looking at you.

Speaking with Sarah Irvin

I use materials and processes in a purposeful way that is tied to something else I want to consider. I’m hoping to create something poetic and very rooted in my own experience that also leads to some critical thinking.

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