Today's poem is by Jennifer Reeser
One Brother Suffers
(for my sons)
One Brother Suffers, and another brother
and then a thirdis 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 angelsbigger, tougher.
And for this act of blood, all saints adore them.
Copyright © 2016 Jennifer Reeser All rights reserved
Saint James Infirmary Books
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