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"Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard." Anne Sexton 

Heather Brager is a critically acclaimed juggler of calamity, an accomplished procrastinator, and shuffler of idioms. Her poetry and drawings can be found in various digital and print journals around the globe, and on the web.  She currently resides in New England and prefers the precipice of where the Atlantic meets the sand to the official looking office where she spends most of her time. 

Friday, April 26, 2013

a phase.

the moon is on surveillance

burning diamonds of pale
across my skin and sheets
and I cannot look away

“they think I am a soulless orb,”
she whispers in my ear

I dream she is a portal
and I ascend through glass,
finding my way back

© 4.26.2013 heather brager

Friday, April 5, 2013


there is beauty, still
we will recognize a pattern
misplaced and returning, always

we create primary structures
from echoes at dusk
the clink of his fork on a plate
a glass held up to lamplight
or touching her thighs

we will collide
bending, and we will descend
waking again in the morning
mimicking and
cursing the dawn

© 4.5.2013 heather brager