Amelia Schroeder’s clear and conversational poem “April 11th” pulses with warmth and curiosity as the narrator inquires of another. With only five of the poems lines exceeding more than a few words, the precise use of language and form quickly lowers the reader into a hushed simplicity and familiar intimacy. Amelia told The Dewdrop, “‘April 11th’, is based on deep connection, listening, and also joy derived from physicalities and movement within a connection or relationship.”
April 11th
bent to
morning sun
wanderer
preponderer
tell me where you spent the night
head of grass
face of light
tell me your injustice, imbalance
supta virasana
a mystery
mantra
tell me freedom and scintillation
stagnation
spiraling inward
our pinnate limbs
tell me who will work the fields
deft and rangy
lifted spine
clever lovers
long ago
tell me why you hide that shadow
Amelia Schroeder
Amelia Schroeder is trying to figure out how to fit all her passions into this lifetime, such as writing, and starting a mushroom and flower farm. She holds a BA from Marietta College, lives outside Asheville, NC, and is tickled be part of the Dark City Poets’ Society. Nature, meta-musings, good love, emotions, wordplay, and catharsis are some of Amelia’s inspirations. Her work can be found in her chapbook, Hillbilly Pillory (2023, Bottlecap Press), in the Dark City Poets’ Society Anthology, in Understory, a 2024 relief zine for Western NC, by Loblolly Press, and forthcoming in Eunoia Review.
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understanding the why of poetry is like understanding a flower. The beauty of it supersedes the depth of the language is exudes with color. I was looking at my orchid plants when I read Amelia Schroeder’s lines. one was flourishing and one dying.