Today's poem is by Susie Meserve


Gently, now, for we begin in earnest.
Gorgeous how things suspend: this peacock
feather, the bar to this cage, the clue that tells us
the cage has been opened. The stump from the gatepost
that once let us in. You can't help but glimpse
the five minutes hence, the cumulus pilings,
the lean-to of gold. Be ever watchful for the rise
of the phoenix, for the slow descent of his son.

Copyright © 2008 Susie Meserve All rights reserved
from Gulf Coast
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