When Knocked Off Your Feet
When life’s four-by-four fence post /
blindsides you from behind /
and you find yourself cycling through /
all the stages of grief . . .
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"Poetry is a life-cherishing force.
For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the gold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry." - Mary Oliver, A Poetry Handbook
Celeste Boudreaux
Aug 211 min read
How to Start Your Butterfly Life
First, you have to get sick of being a caterpillar. Weary of never-ending consumption, outgrowing your clothes, eyes trained on . . .
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Celeste Boudreaux
Jun 22 min read
Tenderness
When you were a girl,
you loved a kitten
with such fierceness
that you ground your
teeth telling her how
cute she was. It took . . .
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Celeste Boudreaux
May 41 min read
The Mother Tree
I came to the forest pondering the source of insight and generosity how to be loving and life-giving in a season of culminations and...
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Celeste Boudreaux
May 6, 20231 min read
Multiplicity
I used to think I was alone
here within myself
alone in my struggle to be
who
I thought
I ought
to be
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Celeste Boudreaux
Apr 15, 20232 min read
Shitty Shame
Shame is shit From toddlerhood we are taught to hold it, control it to flush it into oblivion Yet, try as we might we are never free of...
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Celeste Boudreaux
Oct 22, 20211 min read
The Egg
I am one who waits within the midnight of this shell I feel my own fragility all the possibilities for disaster cracked exterior and...
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Celeste Boudreaux
May 28, 20211 min read
The Stray Kitten
When I was a girl I found a stray kitten Feral and frightened it ran and hid and would not come to my kitty-kitty calls But my love was...
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Celeste Boudreaux
Jan 2, 20203 min read
Beginnings, Part 2
I wrote that "For Celeste" poem in 2012 when I was in the middle of a health crisis that had set me on a path of desperately seeking a...
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Celeste Boudreaux
Jan 1, 20201 min read
Beginnings, Part 1
For Celeste I see you, though you try to hide Blending into the wall Daughter of a defective mother (Whose empty eyes betray her lipstick...
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