When the moon rolls out of the sky
And you are strangled with darkness.
When the trees have lost their leaves
And stand in surrender to winter.
When every word is a suicide note
And your face is dry from crying.
This is when hope arrives
Like a hurricane of joy
It swallows you whole
And from deep within your bones, you find a song
That softens your mind
And gives enough light in your eyes
To see
Again.
Our second poet-in-residence, Katelyn Durst, is a community artist, creative activist, teacher and youth worker. She has worked within urban youth development and urban community development for ten years and has taught poetry for six years, recently conducting poetry therapy workshops at a youth psychiatric hospital and Freedom Schools summer programming in a workshop focused on healing from the unjust deaths of youth of color. Katelyn is currently pursuing a master’s in Urban Studies and Community Arts from Eastern University with a focus on trauma-informed art-making to build sustainable and transformative resiliency within urban/inner-city and displaced communities. In her spare time, she dreams of becoming an urban beekeeper.
Latest posts by Katelyn Durst (see all)
- Listening to my Mother is an Act of Learning to Love Myself - January 29, 2018
- Belief - December 18, 2017
- Wij Zijn Hier/We Are Here - November 21, 2017