shot glass
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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Bio


Jeni Curtis is a writer from Christchurch/ Otautahi, New Zealand, with poetry in various publications including takahē, NZPS anthologies 2014 to 2020, Landfall, Atlanta Review, The London Grip, Shot Glass Journal and the Poetry NZ Yearbook. She was featured poet in the 1919 summer issue of a fine line. Her poem "come autumn" was shortlisted for the Pushcart Prize 2020. She is secretary of the Canterbury Poets Collective, and co-editor of poetry for takahē.


Jeni Curtis


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fledged

I was youngnaively full of false hope
you meet me nowsilentlystern-facedwe shake
handsa formal alien gesturehands once
held fastintimate

some there arewho say that love will
linger long beyond the memorydays we spent then
warmly wrapped in each other's cloak of feathers
two birds in one nest

not the thoughts of days passing consumed usback
thenwhen we were beginningfutures unknown
spread their wingsdreams flourishedhow far we've flown
after parting ways