Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Poem: Wish


Carry me south on byzantine wings.
Set me in the crown of a poplar,
hazel-eyed leaves,
a birdhouse of lapis lazuli.

Sing me to sleep on a mandolin boat,
banjo rudder, a cello unearthed
from the base of Half Dome.

Give me three friends who will
love me when I’m wrong,
forgive me when I’m right,
and a lover who will
love me for love alone.

Asters to make me large,
stars to make me small,
music to even me out.

Drop me in the water.
Grant me the weightlessness of sleep.
Let the heartaches come tomorrow. 
From the collection Fields of Satchmo
Photo by MJV

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