Eliana Gradishar |
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The November Editor's Pick Poet is Eliana Gradishar Please feel free to email Eliana at: ellepoetry@yahoo.com |
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SKELETAL RUSE My zombie baby muse Whippoorwill trills Wait for the cries Together we free SHAMANISTIC GAME Sparrows cry in the light of his dying eyes Waiting in a fog of pellets that blatantly blind And when his fingertips part my lips Nostalgic is the sight We fight Soon the Earth will fall slowly off our bare feet RUBY RED GOBLET The moon bedevils the night A sinister glow-stare These red ochre hues BLOODSHED Volatile scrawl— These claws want to rest in peace Draw me closer The signature steam left on the scene Echoes hellbent on a necessary violence
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Eliana Gradishar is originally from Buenos Aires, Argentina and moved to New Orleans, Louisiana at the age of four. She is a cultural anthropologist academically and a social worker by profession. Her areas of interest explore cross-cultural spirituality and the plasticity of the human mind. Through poetry, Eliana Gradishar hopes to create a dialogue of intense emotion and thought. Her poems have been selected for display via a community project called St. Tammany Poetry on the Streets, and she recently participated in the Jane Austen Festival as part of a panel of other selected poets. Ms. Gradishar attends several writing groups, including Poets Alive and Inklings in Mandeville, Louisiana.
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