Tuesday, 5 May 2026

1 Poem by Ellen Miller

blue

In the twilight
blue opening of the heavens,

No rain will fall
No snow will fall.

No falling
will cascade
into a hurricane or blossoming.

In the twilight
blue midnight
grace of dawn

No thunder will sound
No children will sound.

No sounding
will fill
into shelters or fright.


Bionote
 
Ellen Miller teaches philosophy at Rowan University. Her book, Releasing Philosophy, Thinking Art: A Phenomenological Study of Sylvia Plath’s Poetry (Davies Group Publishers), is the first full-length philosophical examination of Plath’s poetry. She has published several articles on philosophical issues in Plath’s work. Her other publications and scholarly presentations focus on topics in philosophy of art, ethics, and feminist philosophies. You can learn more about her writing and work here: https://millere86.wixsite.com/phre .


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