Saturday, May 01, 2010

wisteria and turtles

earth, my mother

I knew you would hold me
even in darkness

I would not grieve
the last light on the burnished grass

did you send fireflies
to catch my heart
at sunset
and disappear

can you feel
the seasons over us
moving, breathing like seagulls' wings

will you send birds
at dusk
when your arms are open