Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with
A Poem by Brett Thompson
My children, I never taught you to destroy; my yearnings are of love. So what is it to be confronted, to embrace such a deep canary? What is it when you pick yourself apart for a promise, petal by terrible petal? My desire runs with the heaviest stones in the river. My desire is a wet leaf carried by the wind. For the sake of a promise, would you break the root over your chest, would you devour the light and the rain until you yourself were devoured?
Brett Thompson has been writing poetry since his graduate days at the University of New Hampshire where he earned a M.A. in English Writing with a concentration in poetry. He has been published in various journals, including Plainsongs, Tilde, District Lit, The Literary Nest, and the Cobalt Review. He teaches and lives in New Hampshire with his wife and two young daughters.