The Renaissance: “Reflection” by Ashley Lemus ’26
Reflection by Ashley Lemus ’26
The Renaissance: “Mourning Dove” by Danielle Kercy ’26
Mourning Dove by Danielle Kercy ’26 Its cheeks are round with youth, and its eyes are wide with innocence, Bringing me to recall my own. Its melancholic voice, gently calling for what’s lost, begging for the return of a morning that has passed, a morning we cannot get back, merely a memory.
The Renaissance, “Miles” by Elizabeth Califano, ‘28
Miles by Elizabeth Califano, ‘28 You’re close to me because my heart holds you there holds a house for you with a freshly made bed and polished countertops neatly folded clothes in organized closets perfectly fluffed pillows and a vacuumed carpet all for you even though you’re miles away but when you want to…
The Renaissance, “Eden” by Aren Saraydarian ’26
“Eden” by Aren Saraydarian ’26 Beyond the depths and pits of earthly grief, A pasture lies with treasures yet unseen, With trees and bushes each adorned in leaf, And banks of rivers filled with waves so clean. A peace it holds that no man understands, A song it sings that no ear comprehends. The waves…
The Renaissance, Artwork by Lauren Reyes ’26, “New Friends”
Artwork by Lauren Reyes ’26, “New Friends”
The Renaissance, “The Road of Friendship” by Theresa Stender ‘29
The Road of Friendship by Theresa Stender ’29 The road of friendship is difficult to know because sometimes it lasts a lifetime while sometimes it crashes and falls and sometimes makes promises knowing how hard they are to keep or says “it’ll be forever” but it never knows how long “forever” will be . Then…
The Renaissance, Artwork: “Pink Dogwoods” by ChloeAnn Cajuste ’28
“Pink Dogwoods” by ChloeAnn Cajuste ’28
The Renaissance, Poetry: “Lilies” by Aren Saraydarian ’26
Lilies by Aren Saraydarian ’26 I see the sun arising high, A cloud not known in all the sky. Awaiting me a journey lies, A journey through this land of light. Afar I walk all through the land, The grass and flow’rs beneath my hand. A song of joy runs through my veins, Again it…
The Renaissance, Poetry: “Death isn’t Soft, Oscar” by Erin O’Connor ‘25
I’ve heard that Death is soft so that when we hold it, it does not callous our hands. But when I play the guitar you gave me, I press the strings too hard and leave valleys running across my fingertips. The chords aren’t kind. The rhythms aren’t pitying. Death isn’t soft.
The Renaissance, Photography: “Soft Glowing Lamp” by Sophia Sontag ’27
“Soft Glowing Lamp” by Sophia Sontag ’27