Soaking in the Light * (For my Uncle Frankie, who passed away June 26th at the age of 93)
I sit at the edge of the woods
in the amber dusk.
The last light has fallen off the trees.
As the veil whispered its fall,
like the swallow lithe and quick,
I remember
as sure and as permanent as air
the voices of ancestors
running on a loop.
Gone but not forgotten,
they have altered who I am.
I believe
I’m held in their hands,
architecture of wing and bone,
pliant and forgiving.
The waking world is wavering.
I feel myself falling
as when a tectonic plate shifts.
I could not remember all their words
but I can tell you this:
they spoke secret words,
joyous seeds of hope:
You are almost of the sky,
a thumbprint of divinity.
Your concaving, hungry heart,
both clumsy and graceful,
locked into a perpetual dance
despite your shadows, your scars,
all the knots you can’t undo yourself.
Sometimes their words became waves
a river in the blood,
the balm of gratitude.
And the dark pools,
stretching feelers
putting the moon to bed—
the bone white revelation.
I fall sleep in a green cradle
beneath the canopy of trees,
dream of things unseen,
leaving one world and entering another
layering itself over itself
to grasp the deeper meaning,
choking out
the weight of the world.
I’m a shapeshifting crow
unwavering like the wind.
I am the night.
I grow into moss.
When I open my eyes,
everything shimmers.
*Cento using lines, including title, found, and slightly altered, in the,Lexpomo 2020 anthology Maps We Forgot to Bring, in the following order: Melissa Olson, Suzanne Gilmore, Melissa Olson, cl kirby, Gregory D. Welch, Steven Daugherty, Anne Hayden, Shaun Turner, Jay McCoy, Melissa Olson, Misty Skaggs, Savana Rae, Little Bird, Pat Owen, Aaron Reding, Brigit Truex, Callie Budrick, Meghan Goins, H. A. Spinelli, Tania Horne, Kristi Maxwell, Laura Foley, Sylvia Ahrens, M. Wells, Gregory D. Welch, E. VanWinkle-Johnson, Jerielle Hanlon, Tony Wheary, Stephanie Mojica, cl kirby, H. A. Spinelli, BlackGirlFli, Suzanne Gilmore, Jamie Mann, Joseph Allen Nichols, Dangerfield Yella, Gregory D. Welch, Brigit Truex, Suzanne Gilmore, B. G., Pat Owen, Christina Joy, Kathleen Gregg, Venecia Proctor, Ryan Oppegard, Jerielle Hanlon, Bethany Robinson, Jerielle Hanlon, Misty Skaggs, B. G., Pat Owen.
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Beautiful! A perfect tribute to your uncle and the poets whose work you sample here.
Thank you!
Karen – What a fantastic and kind gift to your uncle and to all of us on lexpomo! You are a true inspiration, and I have loved reading your work this month. Have a great summer!
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Lovely, Karen. The first stanza in particular spoke to me. The meeting of ancestry and nature and identity. Your uncle must have been very special to inspire this.
He was, and he’s the last one of that generation.
It’s an honor to be included here–your centos inspire me, each and every one.
Thank you!
Oh, Karen, this is fantastic. You weave so seamlessly!
Thank you, Nancy!
Love the way you’ve done this, and your piece. And taught me a new form this month I got to try!
Thank you.
Such a beautiful poem and a loving ode to your uncle. I have enjoyed your poetry this month.
Thank you!
Thank you.