Today's poem is by Jennifer Reeser

One Brother Suffers
(for my sons)

One Brother Suffers, and another brother—
and then a third—is standing by his side.
This is the surest sign to any mother
by which her sons can be identified.

Not eyes of blue that make a sibling's match;
nor cow-licked hair that sports the same brown curl;
not that they all watch films with Cumberbatch;
nor that they each pursue the same good girl.

One brother has been singled out to suffer.
Here is a certain sign the same womb bore them:
Two more arrive like angels—bigger, tougher.
And for this act of blood, all saints adore them.

Copyright © 2016 Jennifer Reeser All rights reserved
from Fleur-de-Lis
Saint James Infirmary Books
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

Support Verse Daily
Sponsor Verse Daily!

Home    Archives   Web Weekly Features    About Verse Daily   FAQs  Submit to Verse Daily   Follow Verse Daily on Twitter

Copyright © 2002-2016 Verse Daily All Rights Reserved