Writers’ Weir: A poem by Monique Crisafi

Published 10:30 pm Tuesday, July 26, 2022

LONG FALLS

Up the Fjord,

stretching out

to the jagged cliffs.

I wonder if it recognizes

the edges

it soothes and softens

as it laps

against the rocks

where harbor seals laze.

I, too, have edges,

longing to be soothed

and softened

by the pure

and pristine waters

of Long Falls.

• Monique Crisafi resides in Redondo Beach, California, with her two teenage children. She is an educator and holds a master’s degree in educational leadership. This submission originally published in 2022 was revised on April 21, 2025, to delete content the author states was improperly presented.