Friday, March 29, 2024

this darling of a day

I whisper a blessing into my cupped hands 
take frayed and afraid things for wings
be, begin, go

no one judges me for these strange noises
desperate like hopeful prayers, like fish 
the river receives 

my phone is far away and anyway, all 
I have to tell you, you already know
it's just as well

I've made a keepsake of this week forever 
I've saved myself from words that spring
are we there yet?
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Pic: The Red Cedar on a glorious, brilliant-blue-sky day. Walk with Big A.

5 comments:

Nicole said...

Oooh, lovely, Maya.

Gillian said...

Nice.

StephLove said...

What a striking image of the bending tree and straight bridge.

maya said...

Thank you, Nicole and Gillian!
Steph--that was my favorite part too :)!

NGS said...

That blue sky!! Send us some blue sky, okay?

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