My body stretching like a tear
Static
that second night
of mourning
My hands caught air
of your fragrance,
bamboo, eucalyptus,
aloe vera
My mom dragged her feet
in slow circles
while my brother silently grieved -
he's a wounded sparrow -
Outside the window,
the bird's nest, a music of hungry
cries & squeals
the busy cars honking
thirsty for summer rain
The wind turned,
dripping of sun's tears-
the sky, blue-matted
blanket, times
another season
knitted new
canvas, bright orange
My eldest placed his new born
child into my arms
He, feather-light
Weighs our universe
They brought him and autumn
rushed in, tossed its cape of starlings,
tattered the frost-spackled field.**
* First lines, from Louise Gluck, The Egg
**Ending lines, from The Corn Baby by Mark Wunderlich
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I missed out on some poetry prompts during my break. For this poem, I used this one from Amaya's prompt, Bridging the Gap, where I am to use two quotes, one for the opening, and another for the ending, with the poet building the lines in the middle.
