Wading
After letting the pond thicken and brown for many years, it’s an eerie feeling to delve back into the depths of my hard drive. To sift through forgotten files. I am wading through folders entitled “Undergrad Essays” and “Poems about J” and trying to surface something that makes sense. Something clean. But clarity is hard when your memory has hardened. I find myself…
New Years Shuffle (Pantoum)
Happy almost 2013, everyone. In honor of the year ahead, and my resolution to reacquaint myself with poetry, I’ve opted to post a dusty Pantoum I wrote about old acquaintances; the kind that should be forgot…ten. Generally, I dislike restrictive, formulaic structures. The words feels clunky, forged together in an antiquated way. But, if executed…
Hadas Lea Goshen 
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