Eilis : Writing

Secret Lives of the Motionless

Secret Lives of the Motionless

A Poem by Eilis


I want to be the traveler,not the tourist but the travelerwandering the hills as naturalas a river. I want to seeland in its native state.To be o..
A letter to John Berryman

A letter to John Berryman

A Poem by Eilis


Has the world always beenruins, tippingtoward space, a top losingits momentum. *I shouldn'tspeak becauseI see things dark.* maybelike, you, who, missi..
Michelangelo carved David over the city

Michelangelo carved David over the city

A Poem by Eilis


When I saw abundance rising out of the dark skyline, I did not turn as I should. Being warned by parables, the intuition of scrolls of d..

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