Tenacity of Lace
BARELY OCTOBER - Musings #80
WEDDING TALK - Musings #79
CHECKING BAGGAGE Musings #78
BELOW THE SURFACE Musings #77
Musings #76 -The Model and Her Artist (Mainstreet Rag)
Musings #75 - Notwithstanding (Plainsongs)
Musings #74 - Dare I Speak of Heaven? (published in Roanoke Review)
Musings #73 - An Affinity for Place (published in POEM)
Musings # 72 - Edge of Empathy (published in POEM)
Musings # 71 - Day Folds Into Night (published in POEM)
A BROTHER’S STROKES
Wanting to escape rule and wall,
he searches in the northern wood
for the one wild, true thing
he can never name.
Then, like a lightning bolt,
blood erupts –
drowning the left side of mind,
the side that spins our stories.
No longer oblivious – his word –
he becomes quick to cry
and grateful for the right brain’s
link and flow.
Brothers laugh together now,
a signature laugh that sounds
exactly the same
coming from each chest.
Another bleed leaves him
The heart of his mother’s ghost
With his right arm, he drags
his hampered form through
the lake, edged by the forest
he once walked.
With a left hand softened from disuse,
he caresses the forehead
of his blue-eyed grandchild, sleepless
from a dream of him dying.
Another burst vessel
– would he call it a stroke of luck? –
frees him of the cage
a body can be.