by Erina Booker


You left the San Andréas fault in me
though it was never my fault
or my responsibility
now I need to
and resign myself
to this
great change
seems so strange
I’m full of
cracks and splits
and mosaic bits;
Perhaps the Canyon
or the Great Divide
cut up inside
no place to hide
both sides apart
losing heart
I’ll never be
a work of art –
it was such a
vicious fissure
under pressure.

©Erina Booker 2015

About Erina Booker

Erina Booker is a writer, teacher, and counsellor, and her life has been largely about words and the many uses of language. She has written poetry for most of her life, studying at Cornell University, Ithaca, NY, and completing a major in Literature within her Bachelor of Arts degree from Griffith University, Brisbane, Australia. Currently, she has five collections of poems in print. Her sixth, ‘Coalescence’, is her first collaborative venture into the fusion of art and poetry. Her background covers a further range of studies & interests, including Post Graduate Counselling, Applied Science in Medical Imaging, & also Musical Performance with the instruments of piano, flute, and ‘cello. Added to which, she owned and ran a sheep farm in the Central Tablelands of New South Wales for ten years, breeding black sheep, and enjoying the deep connection she feels with the natural world. Her varied experiences inform her writing as she draws on an intricate tapestry of events. Erina Booker lives in Sydney, Australia.

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