Name: And Yet
ISBN: 9780063115552

Kate Baer

Poems

And Yet

there comes a time when you stop hoping for

calling your great-aunt Susan even though

It is depressing to know a war is coming.

Worse to know the war will always be in you.

Amelia

I love Kate Baer’s poems so much.

From this book —

“And Yet”

there comes a time when you stop hoping for

One American Hero

and realize there is only you-

picking trash from the neighbor's yard,

hauling jars to the recycle bin,

calling your great-aunt Susan even though

she is not just your aunt Susan and

this is not just your godforsaken earth.

It is depressing to know a war is coming.

Worse to know the war will always be in you.

Little cauldron, little tender loon.

Take comfort in your bold heart

where hope and fear are mingling.

I received an advance reader copy of this collection and devoured it in one night after a particularly bad day at work.

“I will enjoy this life. I will open it like a peach in season, suck the juice from every finger, run my tongue over my chin.”

erin moran 

I received an advance reader copy of this collection and devoured it in one night after a particularly bad day at work.

“I will enjoy this life. I will open it like a peach in season, suck the juice from every finger, run my tongue over my chin.”

And Yet Poems