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Doris Low Kamenetz

Doris Low Kamenetz

Doris Low Makentz began writing poems after retiring from a career in law. She credits her work as a bill drafter with fostering an interest in the limitation of conciseness and precision in language. In her poems, she continues to explore the place where meaning seems to elude and perhaps transcend the net of tightly woven syntax. Doris resides with her husband in Baltimore and Utah. These are her first published poems.  

Little Ghosts

We leave them behind us all the time, don't we?  
Their tender spirit bodies taking hold
in the minds of others—
even those whom we have long forgotten—
now free to flit like headlights
across the shades drawn shut against the light
of other peoples' windows at night
the sound of rain washing them
over and over and us not missing
them at all, not missing a wink
asleep in some other room
entirely alone we think

Speaking Water

You think that you could write
your life in mountains
angular assertions
upon a single page of sky

but better yet in water
speaking only water
an endlessness of washing
waves of waves of crashing
the lapping tongue of water
falling, falling


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