MAPPING THE CITY: DC Places, Part
like the full moon’s feldspar
exposed on the horizon
you tricked my eyes
into believing you were larger
than life, there where the nation’s
cathedral seemed to spring
from the mists of mount pleasant,
where monkeys howled and I rose
and fell for many springs—
tides or neap—depending
on your gravity.
you seem smaller now at dusk in a sky
with other magnetic stones. every year,
your orbit gets a touch wider.
this angular momentum helps me
inch away—though I do keep
a small piece of quartz
under my pillow
to remember my dreams.
Yael Flusberg's poetry, memoir essays
and reviews have been published most recently in Just Like a Girl
(GirlChild Press), Lilith, Tiferet: A Journal of Spiritual
Literature, and NPR’s Latino USA. When not writing,
Yael integrates creative, somatic and reflective practices into her
work with social change organizations and leaders. Her website: http://www.Yelements.com.
in Volume 11, Number 4, Fall 2010.
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