By Sarah Shabet

I am absolutely in love with writing. To read more of my work (in case there simply isn't enough on Ashberyland to satiate you) you can find a handy link to "Alight with Sky: a Collection of Imaginative Works by Sarah Shabet" below. Enjoy! https://docs.google.com/document/d/1H3Cn6bFgxQbK4wxo3kevLewHC6l_GFP0tAIlVqqyp8U/edit?usp=sharing

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The Great Poem Series: Rajiv Mohabir’s “Dove”

Rajiv Mohabir’s “Dove” is a journey. Every line of this poem deserves to be analyzed, starting with the title. Doves are symbols of peace, hope, and purity, so the reader starts the poem with expectations of a positive experience. This is not so different from love. Going into love for the first time fills you…

Completely Subjective: Ron Padgett’s “Survivor Guilt”

So here we are again. It’s late and you feel like you’re dying. Everything you’ve ever done that mildly upset someone crawls out of the hole it hides in when you have the energy to fight it and sinks its fangs into your unsuspecting conscience. Ron Padgett’s “Survivor Guilt” ecompasses this feeling beautifully. Still young…

Completely Subjective: Chana Boch’s “The Joins”

“Kinstugi is the japanese art of mending precious pottery with gold” Mending the broken. Sometimes it’s simpler just to throw away the fragments and find something new to love instead. Sometimes, though, on those monumentally rare and precious occasions, the kinds we treasure forever, we find something worth fixing. Not just worth the trouble and…

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Completely Subjective: Jill Bialosky’s “Daylight Savings”

Daylight savings, the event, not the poem, annually both bequeaths upon and steals away from us an hour. The significance of one hour has been rapidly both declining and growing over the years. With the increase in technology, more and more can be done in one hour. In the olden days, an hour could buy…