Mourning in the MorningInspired by Paula McLain’s Skylark, pgs 116-118 I mourn for the woman birthing a breech baby in the cellar as war-sirens scream under her. A woman birthing makes sounds only a birthing woman makes, and in a cellar as war-sirens scream, the echoes of these sounds braid like new friends in a… Continue reading POEM A DAY – June 11
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Poem 254 – Give This To Her
Give This to Her Oh Dawn Sun!I plead!Forget the trees & oceansLeave the bees & flowersAs you gather your lightLike skirts on hips of horizonsGlare all your power intoThe dull scythe of Death’s horror dark Give the arms of this day to her miracleEmbrace her fighting soul knotted in theDevastated landscape of her war-torn body… Continue reading Poem 254 – Give This To Her