musings as a single
(wo)man fears death, (s)he shall be saved
—Mark Stand (1935–2014, Poet)
clock’s silent, glaring red digits
in a burning row and Iris—
up to striking ones / 1s as if
either an auspicious sign or spirit’s
or even a spiritual awakening,
1:11. Is the universe
to get Iris’s attention?
pile pillow. Tossing and turnings
waves of white cap sheets. It was as
the rocking chair she nursed each baby in
magically moved to the head of the table.
was it: Single mother with kids.
bread winner; one
who brings home the bacon.
flashing mother entering in nightmare,
panic, screaming: Trump
will be taking
our houses, health care, jobs, social
Iris flies above morning thoughts,
Leaving for work on car’s
three fallen unhatched crows—
undeveloped skeletons, wingless—
Iris shattering, broken egg pieces,
meditating mind unloosening
fringe, aimlessly blowing in June’s wind.
Diane Sahms is a Philadelphia Poet and
four collections of her poetry have been published, most recently, The Handheld Mirror of the Mind,
released by Kelsay Books in 2018. Diane’s poems have been
widely published in the small and electronic press. She is the poetry editor of North of Oxford. Her website is: http://www.dianesahms-guarnieri.com/
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