Three Friends and a Camera

Poems About Faces
Poems by Jillian Stevens
Photographs by Paul Stetzer

Eyes bear uncanny resemblance; <br />
Almondine joy. <br />
<br />
There is a familiar glimmer in the reflection of her face;<br />
holding space for blood to emerge;<br />
<br />
appearing,/ <br />
in light-hearted play/<br />
<br />
Teeny-tiny daises, <br />
decorating simple blackness; <br />
<br />
bloom within DNA.

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Eyes bear uncanny resemblance;
Almondine joy.

There is a familiar glimmer in the reflection of her face;
holding space for blood to emerge;

appearing,/
in light-hearted play/

Teeny-tiny daises,
decorating simple blackness;

bloom within DNA.

student and lawyer Peru

$Mehr,<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> When the fresh yolk rises<br /> In the east,<br /> <br /> \<br /> This is where I know you’ll be.<br /> <br /> <br /> When the winged messengers <br /> begin to stir<br /> in the morning blur,<br /> <br /> \<br /> This is where I know you’ll be. <br /> <br /> <br /> When the rays rise/<br /> to christen treetops,<br /> and the steeple <br /> has radiantly appeared,<br /> <br /> Still,<br /> I know;<br /> <br /> This is where you’ll be;<br /> <br /> <br /> Counting sets of 8,<br /> beholding the twinkle of tonight’s <br /> sky-dust.<br /> <br /> Tomorrow, Mehr.<br /> <br /> Tomorrow <br /> <br /> is yet<br /> <br /> A fresh dawn to sweetly greet.$

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