Holding Tight To Gravity’s Tail

we hang on to the tilted edge
of what we know of home—
and all things safe,

for we find little safety
in a wider world filled
with all manner of grief
men serve up to other men.

Surely this isn’t the country
in which I was born.
Even the sky is different—
clouds that once held dreams
now drift away, leaving holes for the stars
to fall through.

From "Holding Tight To Gravity's Tail", ©2010

Welcome to my website, where I hope to share some of my writing projects with you. Poetry is my main focus but occasionally short fiction happens. Check out the "Books" tab for details of my new poetry collection Holding Tight To Gravity’s Tail. Selected poems from the book can be found on the "Poems" tab. From time to time I'll post writing tips and new work, so come back often and let me know if you have any comments.

Lorraine Merrin