WEN: 47D8D6
Exhibitor Name: Evie Groch
Division: Poetry (Adults)
Class: 01 Poetry
At the Edge of Darkness In this perpetual present the unknown gains permanence, what has never been before is now the norm, my senses fight to adapt. If I stand in this space a while I’ll be able to see in the dark. If a new door doesn’t open I’ll feel my way around, make sense of my surroundings, or perish in the attempt.
Plagues have lives that extinguish ours, death dresses like a carrot of freedom, defiance spreads like a virus unleashed, and we hunker down in a trench of fear. I crawl to the edge of darkness where I bathe in hesitant light. I await the passing of desperation in the wake of tenuous hope.
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