Triptych, September 2020 for Vilma Mendillo
I
Ashes fall like patches
To the ground,
Exist as biographies
From somewhere,
Yet smear between
My fingertips.
I smudge fur on my hands,
I smudge sage on my hands,
I smudge bone on my hands,
I smudge roots on my hands.
The sun's a russet dime,
And moon, vermillion cent,
Aglow in acrid sky.
II
Ancient mourners set
Coins on Christ's eyes,
"Widow's Mites"
Mighty offerings,
Imprinted on his shroud,
And rock roses strewn
Around his corpse,
Left delicate auras
In their wake.
III
Blanket flowers mass
In my patch,
Show hidden patterns
On their petals to bees--
UV signage for generation--
The sun's sovereign again
To reconstituted blue sky.
Pollen sprinkles across raised
Bed of garden,
It dazzles with luteous grains,
Creates implacable swaths
On my palms,
Insists we live anew
Laura Stickney 2020
Notes:
Vermillion is a red color
"Widow's Mites are ancient
Roman coins mentioned in the Bible
UV is ultraviolet light
Sovereign is a gold coin
Luteous is a yellow color
photograph from FEMA
beautiful, the stanza about smudges so powerful, so sad, thanks Laura.
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Love this Laura. xoxo
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