Manifesto

May 24, 2013 § 2 Comments

On the second day of senior year
she wrote her aims
in a list
on college-ruled paper.

To be good.
To be gracious.
To be kind.

To be brave.
To be brainy.
To be beautiful and bold.

To be all these things,
she was asked,
Is it possible?

I can try all my life,
she responded.

If you can’t?
Perhaps she asked it too.

She added a line.

To be love.

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Anniversaries.

May 5, 2013 § Leave a comment

I could mark the night we met,
but what did I know then
of how you would take root in my heart?
What do I know now
of the seasons we will make together?

We are forever meeting anew.

I mark, instead, the night before,
which (despite the shifts in our seasons
and the variety of flowers this love produces)
remains in this:
it was the last night I fell asleep
without you on my mind.

Talisman

April 29, 2013 § Leave a comment

Keep it in your mind and heart,
whatever else besieges you,
that I love you.

A Question of Fate

April 17, 2013 § Leave a comment

She prayed for a sign: she said,
“Be explicit with me, Heaven.
White flowers if for hope,
red flowers for a stop.”

But she wandered off the path that day
wherever she glimpsed
snowdrops or daisies
or lilies of the valley;

and she veered away
from the strange veiled women
who wandered the streets
surprising passers-by
by handing them red roses.

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Sacrileges.

April 9, 2013 § Leave a comment

“She’s at it again,
the American heathen.
I found traces of peanuts
in her Nutella.”

Precept Three: Legacy

April 4, 2013 § Leave a comment

She wants it to be said of her
when she goes,
that she lived a life
ruled by grace.

Chasing grace,
chasing light.

Precept Two: Merit

April 3, 2013 § Leave a comment

The thing is, I suppose,
to live a life worthy
of the love you hope you fill it with.

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