What I Would Tell You
I think of bison standing in snow
motionless as statues, sleeping.
Sand cranes in the wheat fields.In Pakistan, men debate whether
a woman must have four witnesses
to claim rape. Whether, her caseunmade, she can be put to death
for adultery. Here in the States
we notice that women areunnoticed. How I live at the edge
of grief; how it enfolds me like
a cloak, this smoky sky. I dreamof a hawk, its feet tied with grass;
how I try to unwrap it, to let it
fly. Where there was rain, floods.Where there were storms, hurricanes.
Where there was forest, fire. How my
chest aches. How it hurts to breathe.
Snapshot Poem 06 September 02006
4 responses to “Snapshot Poem 06 September 02006”
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Nice. Deft work tying it all together in the last line.
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Simple and moving poem.
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Beautiful……. heartbreakingly beautiful.
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Very moving poem and brings to mind many different emotions. Thanks for sharing.
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