June 11, 2018 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

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Lianne Kamp




Now That We Have Traveled This Far



I will love you above border walls and

beyond where my voice can reach you

I will ache for you when the weight

of your body rests in someone else’s arms


I will chant your name in my prayers

calling to you through the silence

long into the nights when the years

have erased me from your memory


I will picture you taller, stronger, and

safer in a country that can never

understand what has been broken

for so little as a whisper’s hope


that you might be whole





In response to ‘Down on the border: a new trail of tears‘ in the Boston Globe






Lianne Kamp

I came to Boston many years ago to write poetry.  Although I never abandoned poetry altogether, life had different plans for me. I have rediscovered the importance of writing and over the last year have been published in a number of Prolific Press journals. Mainly, I write poetry to make my world more panoramic by watching it more closely.

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