Memory Coin: Poems
by Sheila Elliott
49 Poems ~ 55 pages
Price: $15.00
6 x 9 ~ Perfect Bound
Cover art by Monica Cardestam
Cover layout by Jennifer Dotson
Publisher: Highland Park Poetry Press
ISBN-13: 979-8-9997122-0-2
To Order: Amazon.com
ABOUT THE BOOK:
Memory Coin is about practical everyday life. This superb collection won the 2025 Prairie State Poetry Prize for a first or second book. Jan Chronister, who judged the competition comments: “Sheila Elliott meditates on everyday places and that connect us.” Memory Coin is a triumph on every level.
ADVANCE PRAISE:
“Sheila Elliott’s Memory Coin grabbed me from the very first poem. It’s a collection that shines a quiet light on the people and places we don’t want to forget. With grit and grace, her poems show us what it means to survive to notice the small things, to feel loss, and still keep going. They draw on memory without being confined by it. These pieces feel alive and fresh, like a wise friend pulling up a chair, ready to listen and gently remind you what matters most. This is a collection you’ll return to again and again; not just for its beauty, but the comfort it brings.”.
–Valerie Gee, author of Shallow Death and Perfect Peril
“Sheila Elliott’s poetry will send you on a journey deep within yourself, releasing memories buried, purposely or not, and splatter them across your heart to cherish once again.”
–Diane Macey, author of A Change of Heart and Journey to Love
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Sheila Elliott is a poet and prose writer. Her work has appeared in many online and print publications, including those published by Highland Park Poetry, Chicago Poetry Press, East on Central, and anthologies prepared by Belt Publications, Lake Claremont Press, and the Off-Campus Writers Workshop.
She lives in Oak Park, Illinois
FROM THE BOOK:
Age Coils Within
by Sheila Elliott
Age coils within,
beneath skin.
We are more every day.
Time’s quickly shed
and age’s fragile thread
in life’s intricate crochet.
Age coils within
Pins prick skin,
lifetimes go astray.
That careful plan
is a woven strand
that may unravel or fray.
Age coils within
neither heart nor skin,
will stop a thread from being sprung,
or hold that fragile weave
of the life we thought we’d lead
when all our plans had just begun .
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