STORM CROSSING KEY BRIDGE
Seventy-five feet over the water,
what stops you
still as the rivets in the bridge's arch is
thunderheads bellowing on the horizon,
under the bridge the swallows darting home, winds
riffing you with their pregnant
smell of rain coming, scent of a storm
just teasing a memory
too diffuse to nail down,
maybe something from childhood
before you could talk, happy
to walk on two legs, crown
in the air, sniffing the roiling
sky, and nobody hurts you.
Between two breaths
you can forget
your best friend's dead.
Breathe, and the sky
dumps itself in the ash can.
Imagine nothing. Stop imagining.
Belle Waring is
the author of two poetry
collections: Refuge (University of Pittsburgh Press, 1990),
which won the Associated Writing Programs' Award in 1989 and was cited
by Publishers Weekly as one of the best books of 1990; and Dark
Blonde (Sarabande Books, 1997), which won the Larry Levis Prize
Volume 7, Number 3, Summer 2006.
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