Poetry: Standing On Lone Peak

by: Nick Keenan 

when you color the sky with the colors of my burning spirit, make them loud and violent. drizzle them over the gardens in which i once played. over the dry, brittle veined leaves and potent flowers. dissolve them in the brackish water that i have puddled through. spread them over my mother’s hands and let them slip through the gaps in her fingers so that they scatter across the earth where she walks. then open your arms to feel the day beneath you.

 

 

Nick Keenan is a second year student at DePaul University studying Biology with an emphasis in neuroscience. He is a poet, runner, activist, and audiophile, and in his spare time, he enjoys reading Dave Eggers, Richard Dawkins and Jonathan Safran Foer and the poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke, Andrea Gibson and Pablo Neruda.  Like Adrienne Rich, Keenan believes that “it’s exhilarating to be alive in a time of awakening consciousness; it can also be confusing, disorienting and painful.”

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