April 24, 2012

One poem by Caroline Nazareno

Pandora Escapes Unto My Hands

time exists in my hands
as dreams escalate to wilderness
born from the ages of prodigy
where wordsmith come
in the breathing dawn
to the free cycles
of wind, of water, of fire
saving the hourglass of all-giving
on the day i become
a reality.

Caroline Nazareno, a.k.a. Ceri Naz, a contessa of her dreams coming to reality, has been reading at World Poetry New Westminster and a featured poet at the Word on the Street (WOTS) Vancouver. Her poem “The song my heart sings” was featured in KIRAZ HABERTRAK Magazine in Turkey, where respected Turkish poets, writers, filmmakers, musicians and literary editors were featured monthly.

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