Handprints on the Riverbank

Handprints on the Riverbank

A Poem by Anna

Mortality has haunted me 
From a dark green shrub 
And all the shadows between
Her perfect leaves--
On my heel thereafter 
But always polite 
In the moments I escaped 
Certain tragedy. 
It was behind my back 
Leaning over to read 
The paper and 
Watch me make tea. 
I felt the cold
Held the skeleton 
Of what could have been--
What could be 
If I wasn’t afraid.
I think up old demons 
In the wallpaper
And just down the hall from 
My sister’s room.
I’ve gone mad about
The flowers in paintings 
Like the color of memory 
And the pitchy wind--
A delicate scent 
From rain and daffodils.
I can’t unlearn the chords 
I can’t undo 
The lightning strike--
I can’t be less of a little girl
Or less of a coyote.

© 2024 Anna


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I’m in awe!! Each line is carefully crafted; rhythm, imagery, and emotion. This is a masterpiece. I read it multiple times before I reviewed, wanted to absorb every detail.

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Anna
Anna

Raos Crest, Nowhere



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