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#19 NaPoWriMo


APRIL 19 — Here is my poem #19 for National Poetry Writing Month, composed in response to a prompt on ReadWritePoem: write about “eclater,” a bursting or shining forth of insight. This poem is based on a dream I had and recorded.




I had never dreamed in color until

I dreamt of a bright white light

embracing all the colors — a white

weightless body which I cradled

in a doorway open to a vast tundra

of silent empty snow. I felt neither hot

nor cold. I held my mother in my arms

but was she alive or not? Was I?

No way to know for sure.

Only that shining, and just this eclat:

the certainty of waking out of white.



by Therese L. Broderick



About ThereseLBroderick

Independent community poet living in Albany, New York USA.

3 responses »

  1. Therese,
    So beautiful and moving. So well done.


  2. enjoyed your words again Therese


  3. We can be anything, anywhere in dreams. This is a beautiful vision.

    Thank you too, Therese, for all the kind comments you have been adding to my offerings.


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