Marie Anzalone : Writing

Blueprints of Destiny

Blueprints of Destiny

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


for Ken S., living atist and poet. More commentary to follow.
That Morning in August

That Morning in August

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


She told me but this isn’t poetry. Poetry is nice. It should make me feel good. So, I tried. I tried to write only of ephemeral kiss..
Essay: What I stand FOR in the resistance movement

Essay: What I stand FOR in the resistance movement

A Story by Marie Anzalone


I have been thinking about this topicfor a while now, as I follow the resistance movement across my country, read the political analyses, and expos..
Live Births

Live Births

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


It is not actually you who dies- but it might as well be. It is only that thing to which you gave; your belief, your nurturing, your ..
Daily Consumption

Daily Consumption

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


for my fellow Guatemalans- an admonition. Translated from the original in Spanish
Confession

Confession

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


translated from Spanish
Fog on a Sunny Day

Fog on a Sunny Day

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


Take your hot jealousy and your aloof distance, your bitterness and jade-colored lens filters and toss them into the ocean, one piece a..
The Freedom of a Rainy Day

The Freedom of a Rainy Day

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


1. I’m sorry-I forgot that in-between “professional networking” and “taking care of banal daily tasks and errands”..
Some Tuesday

Some Tuesday

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


one day- it might be Tuesday or Sunday, sunny or tempestuous. I cannot see if the day is hot and we seek shade of caves and movie t..
The Rights of Fragile Things

The Rights of Fragile Things

A Poem by Marie Anzalone


Each generation has its moment, to encounter, by chance or design, the structure of its own soul- in the mirror held up by hands ..