Communion by Carlene M. Gadapee
Carlene Gadapee’s many poem drafts lay dormant for years as she figured out what she wanted to be when she grew up; finally, they have been kicked out of the nest and some are flying along nicely. She is a high school English teacher/WMCC Running Start (dual enrollment) instructor in a northern New Hampshire public k-12 school at which she has taught for almost 31 years. Her adult daughter lives next door (another successful nest-eviction), and Carlene now shares her small New England home with her husband, a Chi-pin dog who owns the couch, and a few beehives. Carlene has a Master’s Degree in Education, and she will graduate in December, 2018 with a second Master’s Degree (MA-Liberal Studies) from Northern Vermont University. She is a yearly Conference on Teaching and Poetry/Writing Intensive participant at the Frost Place in Franconia, NH, and she is a devoutly sports-addicted bibliophile. Her work has been published in the Aurorean, the Northern New England Review, and Sojourn (UT-Dallas).
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I love your poem; it brought back the same experience from my childhood. (My mother was the three-dunker.) I particularly like the resonance of the last line. It will stay with me.
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Love this. The complicity is vividly revoked. It’s so charming and childlike, yet sophisticated. Very layered, like the wafers. Love your note as well. Trying to fledge some poems and adult children myself. 🙂
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“Evoked”!
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