Consume my heart away; sick with desire
And fastened to a dying animal
It knows not what it is; and gather me
Into an artifice of eternity.

Friday, January 2, 2015

Homeward

~For Mother~

This year without you ended
in snow and shadows,
prayers like ice fell across
our grief and made it raw.

We sought you in the carols
but found only silence,
tears thawing and flowing,
and absence like a dead end,

like a dark empty road
between fields under trees
where a cry might die
into the dead of night.

This year without you ended
with homecomings, headlights
cleaving sylvan shadows
and the carols fading between.
 

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