Tag: stasis
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Snow Globes
Snow Globes There are tableaux we make out of dinner plates, a child’s lost sock,a father’s coat on the bannister,the silent, stuck smile of a motherstirring steam into endless errands—windows frosting into the same patterns,altars of dusty decades accumulating unnoticed in twice told stories, reupholstered sorrows,all the slow cyclones of repetition caught under glasswaiting for…
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a ladybug, cicadas, bumblebees,a butterfly and moths: portrait of a marriage in stasis.
(Poem should be read horizontally to show original formatting)The ladybug climbed the porcelain salt column,on my breakfast table, heading to a nowhere heaven with confidence, its beauty rounding and rounding the rim- delivering the message of herself in its tiny being. I admired this bug that did not crave the darkness,or need not crawl headfirst…