Tag Archives: Sara Eliza Johnson

A Short Reprise – A Poem by Sara Eliza Johnson

Last year I profiled American poet Sara Eliza Johnson. For a link to that blog post click here. Because of formatting issues at the time, since rectified, I was not […]

“THE ACHE” – The Delicious Peril of the Poetry of Sara Eliza Johnson

From View From the Fence, On Which I Sit and Dangle My Legs The horses are beating inside the field. The horses are the night’s blood congealed. Moon-whipped horses, frost-spun, […]