The Eclectic Pen - Prayer


By: Eva L. (wearetrees)   + 37 more  
Date Submitted: 5/9/2008
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 158
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  Wooden beads
round her invisible mouth
Memory sharp and taut,
laughing at her goal to surrender

She wakes me intermittently –
tells me she’s found her children
but they’re cold
and they’re hungry
And their eyes are dull
like diamonds in the rough
There are cracks in the pavement
where their fingers smuggle seeds
Like little deities to adorn
in fabric and flour
And sometimes no flour at all

Her ankles fat from walking
Kilometers in her head

What can I know about these milestones
Except that they’re mine without my asking
Flowers,
forbidden truths –
songs sold on the market block like the summer’s harvest
And sometimes no harvest at all

My human sister
Escapes the plague
but buries her life in her hands –
no longer to clutch her children
or beseech the gods for fire
strength to keep her going
Don’t matter if it’s borrowed
or remote

She creeps into my sleep and enfolds me
Like grain
like soil
my guts dense like relics from the ancestral hearth
– there’s something stunted --
something rude inside

Lips poised to recite
a living song to the dawn
And sometimes no dawn at all


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Marta J. (booksnob) - 5/9/2008 4:31 PM ET
Powerful!
Milinda Y. (MindyY) - 5/10/2008 12:11 AM ET
Beautiful!!!
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