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POETRY

Darklit
by Gwen Hutchinson

And the day came when the risk to remain tight
in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to bloom.
-Anais Nin

Enough room
under the bed
a space inviting
execution.

Time enough
above this place
to practice
elocution.

No light here to confuse or sway;
no sound to give the night away.

No need
to anticipate
capture, disarming
revolution.

Enough room
for derring-do
away and far
from prosecution.

No light here to confuse or sway;
no sound to give the night away.

Beneath the canopy
no one to hem
an audacious skirt,
no absolution,

and no light here to confuse or sway;
no sound to give the night away.

Gwen is completing her Master's degree in English, Creative Writing and will graduate from CSU, Sacramento in May of 2006. She cites her children (Jonna, Mark, and Charles) and her love of learning as her greatest sources of inspiration and pleasure. "The older I get" she says, "the more questions I have. Chaos Theory rules, and I'm enjoying the ride." Gwen's poems have previously been published in Ariga Literary Journal, Rattlesnake Review, Medusa's Kitchen, and the Calaveras Station Literary Journal.