Category: Portfolio – Poetry

The Devil & I

The Devil and I walk side by side into the diner. We sit down at the counter, shoulders touching. I order coffee for the two of us from the girl behind the counter. She smiles sweetly and hands me two mugs. She doesn’t address the Devil beside me.  The Devil and I go to the […]

Sydney Cloutier ’27

Answered

You are an answered prayer.And I’m so happy that you’re here. I would make you paper starsUntil my fingers cramp up.Even then, I would tie them on a little string and hang them in your room.  Because you are an answered prayer,And I’m so happy that you’re here.

Grace Batsie ’28

Abroad

One year ago today I was 3,306 miles away from home. I initially chose to go abroad to London because I wanted to travel the world and explore a Culture I wasn’t too familiar with. I left home with no knowledge of what the next four months were going to be. I remember the car […]

Anna Pomeroy '23

December

This time of year is always a bit funny to me.  Just when the professors think they can slip us one more assignment,  We cram for finals.  The days of this month that used to be spent putting up lights, listening to music on the record, and picking out the perfect tree— Are now just […]

Anna Pomeroy '23

A Green Sweater

I pull my knit sweater over my head,  The soft green fabric kissing my skin, Simultaneously tugging at my curls, Peering over my shoulders curiously as I debate: jeans or leggings? My sweater embraces me,  Gently reminding me of rainy days, Days Dad and I would sit indoors,  Eyes eagerly scanning a puzzle as we […]

Taylor Rogers '24

Rockefeller in Winter

The glow brightens the scarlet on my nose and the burning in my chest. It’s impossible to hide in the radiance, Hands reaching for hands, ungloved. My want sticks out like a sore thumb, Shining and blazing in the city crowds. Even when the biting cold of December stings my cheeks, I can feel the […]

Caitlin Bartley '24

Times Square 

“Death to the sky!” Cried ants being beaten out by human heels. Each morning the crows wake me  With cackling cries. I think At least fifty flock to my room. Spirals without direction, Drawn in the earth, Drawn from the ant’s mind, Aimless spirals, because what the hell Were we ever following? Ants and crows […]

Max Gilman '25

The Unthinkable

I hate the way the sun goes down in the evening. I love to talk with strangers. I hate to say I could be happier. I love dancing beneath pine trees. I hate how I can’t climb ten feet up any tree trunk. I love appreciating stillness. I hate spiders and centipedes. I love to […]

Max Gilman '25

Autumn Gold

The sun in the noon-day sky is a giant beaming dandelion severed from its stem, Freely floating over the earth. A disembodied puff of flower head Liberated from earthly laws, Immortalized above the clouds despite the passing of its sister buds in the onslaught of November frost. Upon a barren hill, My fingers reach as […]

Sarah Klema '23

For Growing up in Rain

For grinded-teeth car rides; For growing up.  For being beaten into pavement; To prove a point.  For oily cat piss stains beneath the bed; For abandonment.  For coins and green paper; To live in a shadow.  For low-tide seas; For a shiny shell that breaks in a year.    Litter lent my nose the scent […]

Max Gilman '25