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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. 

Thursday, May 18, 2017


a dark branch, a cup
perhaps it was mislaid 
with everything else, a 
starving nomad’s gamble 
for adjacency, a tender
metaphor for wandering
down pleasant street

© 5.18.2017 heather brager

Thursday, May 4, 2017

presence, or pretense.

it is long before dawn, she is naked
and he is fully clothed, this
is the way they often present, distant
mirrors and white space, soft
as her inner arms and belly,
vacant rooms, a payment with words
here and there, please take this offering
accept this tenderness, on mute

it presents as contradiction, that
surreal and abstract, or organic
art cannot physically harm them, that
art cannot leave them financially
destitute after dying, or abandon them
on a corner with a plum colored
cheekbone, and a scarlet
right hand of knuckles

it is beauty that draws them both
possibility in each image, patterns
spread across her thighs, in black and white
forgiving tongues, and burdens lost in
connection, and his dark eyes
juxtaposed against the white
space, a backdrop of violent landscapes
leaning patiently against the wall 

© 5.4.2017 heather brager