Unprompted and unpraised you simply saw and did what asked for doing I remembered how long how lonely it has been since I knew care like that
Author: Elizabeth Maynard
Unfinished
Business undone wakes me from midlife slumber to face time fleeting
Eaves
The eaves drop rain like so many careless words I once let pass my lips
Unburied
The unburied dead lift their limbs and wounded hope silently skyward
Bend
This branch does not know how far it may bend before crashing down to earth I, too, cannot see the limit of endurance my own coming fall
Becker
You said our egos wrestle with greatness and finitude: We are at once like gods and worm food So it is most courageous to even leave the bed face the paradox ordinary heroism to greet the day
Summer
I want only this: your finger tracing the lines behind my ear my ankle back of my knee and the warm sweet breath remembered so well from the summer we sweated and I too foolish could not bring myself to cool things off
Messiah
Young and sleepless I worried planes might fall from blue skies I could be the Messiah and never know it miss my mission miss the call believe in a God helpless and frail
Tragedy
I read of your death black letters on the white page and hope for you your mother, your father that it may have been gentle howl because I share every parent's insistence: you must outlive us
Tremble
Drops tremble on the verge of a cascade and now torrential sadness
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