Archive for April, 2011

only this moment

eight o’clock

sunday, april 24, 2011

the daylight almost gone

my window

half glass

half mirror

face floating in the cedar

bedpost in the fern

chandelier hangs from budding branches

dusk dark lines

sprawling up

against the lambent sky

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I think for me


a poem should hang

like a mobile

as the words twist


in juxtaposition,

but always in


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cut pink tulips
your gift
strong stems
slipped slowly into

my sliver vase

spiraling green sword
five days after

stems pulling water
overextended reaching
still growing
twisting towards April light

pale petals
opening, revealing
gesture gently
tips flushed
blushing crimson

soft kiss of spring

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not knowing if i could depend on anyone else
i took up the power drill myself
to fix the rack in my

after all
i’m the only one who
can fix my own heart

it’s easy to leave it
broken like the closet rack
hanging precariously
unable to sustain weight

but the sun is out
and i got email
– you thought of me from so far
away and long ago –
so i replaced what was broken with a new part

ten thousand memories flooding as

i pack up my winter clothes
take out my summer clothes
thirteen times

now this last time
in my house
up for sale

each time the same, but slightly different
i know i’m older each year
april calls for spring


what if i cast off anything worn or broken
half my high-heeled shoes depart
keeping only what works
will i change

will it be easier to walk

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