Thursday, April 17, 2014

Miracles - Brenda Shaughnessy

I spent the whole day
crying and writing, until
they became the same,

as when the planet covers the sun
with all its might and still
I can see it, or when one dead

body gives its heart
to a name on a list. A match.
A light. Sailing a signal

flare behind me for another to find.
A scratch on the page
is a supernatural act, one twisting

fire out of water, blood out of stone
We can read us. We are not alone.

-  Brenda Shaughnessy, “Miracles” in Our Andromeda

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