In Voices Like Mine

by Rachel Rose Teferet

Rain, then the last
crickets and the cold
blooming in clouded air

all my mourning
draped, black featherwing
secret things I already knew

soft now, with first rain
the incense of damp earth
decaying leaves

washing over me;
descent into winterdark
moondark

to the places I already know
the lightless ones
under the over world

where my unborn children
mourn their unbecoming
and haunt, in voices like mine

Rachel Rose Teferet graduated from Rutgers University with a BA in Fine Arts and a penchant for photoshopping the world with her eyes. Her work has been published by Page & Spine, Slink Chunk Press, Manawaker Podcast, From Sac, Necon E-Books, Sierra College Literary Magazine as the winner of the 2016 Flash Fiction Contest, and more. Her play has been performed at Synthetic Unlimited in Nevada City, California. She has over 3,500 followers on her blog lettersandfeathers.wordpress.com, and over 3,000 followers on Twitter as @art4earthlings.

Comments

By Victor Sandiego on Apr 06, 2018 23:15 (UTC)

Once again, it's a real pleasure to hear the author bring their piece to life in a recording. Sometimes we are fortunate enough to be able to hear an author read in a live venue, and when we're not able, it's great to hear the reading via the lovely technology we have at our disposal today. Thank you Rachel Rose.

By Theresa Huck on Apr 10, 2018 17:37 (UTC)

Omg this amazing! The poem is beautiful and turning it into this is so awesome!

By Ronn Rosen on Apr 12, 2018 16:15 (UTC)

Excellent video and that provoking poem. I hear touches of Emily Dickinson; stylistically reflected.

By N. Muma Alain on Apr 12, 2018 22:10 (UTC)

"where my unborn children
mourn their unbecoming
and haunt, in voices like mine."

Perfect. Just perfect.

Haven't read anything this perfect in a while.

By Carmela Yeseta on May 29, 2018 15:20 (UTC)

Stunning piece! The atmosphere is so strong, and the final stanza really hits hard. Incredibly inspiring.