Andrea Le.

Our poet this week is the talented Andrea Le. She is a sophomore at Endicott College, majoring in English with a focus in Creative Writing and a minor in Studio Art. Le has won several awards for her drawing and painting. She has danced most of her life and teaches at the Boston Ballet School in Marblehead. Currently, she is an intern and writer for Art Throb Magazine.

Frost Farm

He picks me up

in an Arby’s parking lot.

We drive

in silence.

Nervous

I wonder where

to put

my hands.

Focused on the road

Slouched back

One hand

on the wheel.

Backwards baseball cap

Cool as the New Hampshire air

Humming to the radio

Ego so large

I wonder how I fit

In the

Car

I see a sign

Exit 4: Robert Frost Farm

I have a sudden desire

To get lost

in the woods.

September 29

Summer has gone

Pushed out by the swift biting September winds

Bringing with them the scents of winter

Undetectable to all but the wet nose of

The wolf.

His ears prick, eyes brighten.

He lets his paw sink into the rain soaked riverbed,

And lets out

A howl.

—–Andrea Le

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