The Lifespan of Butterflies: Untitled, by Mary Cox

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Untitled, by Mary Cox

We arrived with him
and a sliver of God
We pretended we knew
how this would end
We foolishly believed
in God and ourselves
We filled sad halls
with laughter and life
We lowered our eyes
as others rolled out
We arrived with him
and a sliver of God
We limped away
with bloody knees
We uncurled our hands
stiff from useless prayers
We reeked of panic
breathless from desperate cries
We arrived with him
and a sliver of God
We kissed our last goodbye
then left God behind

1 comment:

CAGBSeptember 18, 2010 at 6:58 AM
Thank you Mary. This is beautiful and hits on so many emotions. Thank you, thank you.
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The Lifespan of Butterflies Project

I designed this blog as a space for publishing my writing and the writing of others. Look back at the previous posts and authors and you'll see that happened, at some point. I met some amazing friends and travelers through this space. Reconnected with old friends. Felt affirmed that we all carry secret pains and joys like bookmatched bits of wood.

Now, I'm mostly tooling around here by my lonesome, and that's ok. Something here has changed too, as something has changed in me. Not that I'm sure what that is. But I can sense a shifting inside my chest and the rattling of bones is making new open spaces.

So, now here are my musings. Sometimes the universe just says "No, now do it this way."

Imago Project.

October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month. It is also the month of my sweet Sophie's birthday. At full term, Sophie was stillborn on Halloween of 2005. Leading up to what would be my first daughter's birthday, and in commemoration of all sleeping babies, I will be challenging myself. For each day of October, I will write and post a poem or piece of prose. Hopefully, this process will both get me through the month and inspire and encourage other poets to join in.

This isn't just for parents who've experienced loss, but for anyone is finds themself in a poetic season.

Express freely, and love easily. As always, thank you.