Introspective Collective
a collection of letters




This poem is a part of the Sister Series, a series of celebrating individual women and sharing their beauty through poetry.


by Regan Smith

Standing in San Francisco,
one can’t say one’s head is in the clouds,
when it’s fog that’s covering the earth.

She sees through this,
standing in truth.

The wind tousles her hair,
bu she is unwavering.

Full of life and color,
she is a contrast to the grey.
She is a fern.

She stays calm,
and composed.

Though her spirit is sprightly,
she stays taciturn in speech,
for her posture speaks it all–
such elegance in her:  
strength, power, composure.