Author: Lily Selthofner

  • Coffee

    A poem by Lily Selthofner, Feb. 2, 2021.

    Photo by Lily Selthofner, 2019.

    What does it mean to begin a day? 

    to sit reluctantly in the teasing sun.

    a shaky early-spring chill 

    sedated by hot coffee.

    as the breath of bright wind

    cools the fire of man’s 

    uncomfortable expectations in my cup.

  • Fawning From Vitality

    A poem by Lily Selthofner, 2020.

    Our House by Lily Selthofner.

    29,200 days. 0.003425% today.

    squeezing by,

    importance creeps behind my ears, 

    churning purpose from a pile of silly putty. 

    swimming endlessly in thoughtful blunder

    each mortal moment

    neglected

    time transcended

    in the idle space of days wasted.

  • Sunshine, Early Spring

    A poem by Lily Selthofner.

    Monarch Fragments by Lily Selthofner

    once in a lifetime.

    behind my eyes i lie

    cheek to cheek with the holy portal.

    press my face into the ground.

    submerge me in your comfort,

    knees rugged with pressure. 

    a champagne glint draws me like a compass – 

    heat between skin and clothes: disrobe.

    unleash your hidden gold.

    eyes squinting against my sunlight

    as I finally wander 

    through galaxies and prairies alike.