Thursday, October 1, 2015

A Poem For You (Yes, You) Volume 2



Another week, another poem for you. The poem comes from Chanel Brenner's moving, transcendent book, Vanilla Milk, a memoir told in poems. She writes beautifully and honestly about grieving the loss of her son. I had the pleasure of performing with her in a Spark Off Rose show, a couple of years ago. You can hear us both here


What Would Wislawa Szymborska Do? 


Un-burn his flesh, return chips
of bone and teeth, powdery ashes,
like seeds in soil newly sown. 


Reclaim his heart,
kidneys, liver, kindly return
the recipients their own.


Cross a line through words,
He died, reclassify
Arteriovenous Malformation,
a work of fiction. 


Tuck him back in bed
to awaken from dreaming. 


Create something out
of nothing, life from loss
Isn't that what poets do? 




*More on Wislawa Szymborska here.









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