2 Poems by Christine Haverington

Hold On

Hold on                                  where you are is here
Welcome the sights               of living eyes
Prepare the way                    for those to come
Against the pain                   despite the doubt
Instead of fear                       working your way
Like a worm                          through the clay
Of blind existence
Til your guts churn              stone into loam.

       
          The Lake

          The branches are like ghosts.
          Flat surface of the lake
          gives me nothing I say
          the dark pines also hold back.
          And I feel I should know
          what the secret is.


Bionote

Christine’s poetry is inspired by nurturance, destruction, relationships, misconnections, beauty and the unknown. Christine has a bachelor’s degree in English from Williams College and a doctorate in English literature from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst. She holds a certificate in Teaching English as a Foreign Language from the University of Toronto. She teaches ancient and contemporary literature, philosophy and writing. She has published books and articles on a variety of topics including: Chaucerian Tragedy; Post-Jungian feminist archetypal theory; medieval mystics; radical naturalist literary theory; Sophoclean irony; and medievalist Fantasy and Science Fiction. She also creates meditative ink paintings. Christine and her partner, sculptor Stephen Federico, live on Aquidneck Island in Rhode Island.