Bio

Beverley Teague, a New Zealander, has been an avid reader and writer of poetry for a number of years. She has a professional background in education and teaching English. Only recently has she joined a writing group and considered the possibility of publishing. Her work has appeared in a fine line The Magazine Of The New Zealand Poetry Society, The Fib Review and The Binnacle, University of Maine at Machias.

I
Struggle
To understand
Youth's wild vacillations
The dreams, half-formed, still pursued
Roads with dead ends, sharp corners, raced along
Talents scattered to the wind, hands snatching blindly to catch a fleeting star

And
Yet
I admire
Youth's reckless passion
The lived courage and self-belief
That propels them through turbulence, grasping, gasping, exuberant
*And pray they live to sing of love, balm, spice and Times trans-shifting.

*after The Argument of his Book Robert Herrick 1591-1674