(after Ellen Bass)
The trick is to love life,
even when you have
no stomach for it-
even when your life
crumbles to burnt paper
in your hands-
your throat choking in its ashes,
embers turned tearing diamonds,
weighing you down in grief’s obesity.
“How can a body withstand this?”
you will ask, cradling your face
in your palms- your ordinary face
now, no dark smile, no deep black eyes,
just your ”yes, yes, ” uttering in the rebirthing dawn “I will love you, again.”
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Beautiful poem. Very descriptive, moving and well written. I look forward to reading more blog posts from you.
I’m looking forward to writing more poetry once the Chattanooga film festival is over next Friday. Movie reviews and poetry writing are my two great loves.
Read and comment on my other poems, if the spirit moves you. Always open to honest criticism and praise. Be blessed.
I look forward to reading your movie reviews as well as poetry. It’s great to be able to write about what you love. I will read your other poems as well. Thank you. Be blessed also.
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