By Caroline Liberatore Dear earth, Dear souls, Dear Lord, I am sorry. I am sorry for each time I think a cloud is just another cloud and a wren is just another wren. I am sorry for each time I look at a screen instead of your eyes and think you are just another pair of arms and legs. I am sorry for each time I am indifferent to Your repetitions of dignifying the earth and ourselves and respond with a vacant amen. Caroline Liberatore is a poet from Cleveland, Ohio. She has also been published in Ekstasis Magazine and Ashbelt Journal.
Caroline's other work on Foreshadow: Library Liturgy (Poetry, February 2022) Ecology (Psalm 84) (Poetry, August 2022) Unearthings (Poetry, September 2022) April Snowfall, a Mercy (Poetry, April 2023)
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