My friend, Alizah Brozgold, lost her beloved husband last Fall. She has been writing beautiful poems, some of which she has permitted me to share.
To Sleep in a Widow’s Bed
Is to find your legs a hypotenuse of grief, is to sink under a collapsed parachute of tangled sheets, to breathe in memory half-lives rose scented and vinegar, to wander corridors of half-lit sun/moons, to roll over onto shards and ash while searching for heartbeats, to translate the trembling of falling leaves into your footsteps.
~ Alizah Z. Brozgold
Cooper’s Hawk
While your ashes sleep in the top drawer of the faded green dresser, a Cooper’s Hawk made our window box his grave, his rounded tail feathers like celluloid filmstrips of a wild city bird face down where your morning glory used to grow; how far he flew cause of death we’ll never know only that I hover tenderly over his bed and watch the subtle ruffling of his feathers in the wind, and I guess soon we’ll bury this bird in the spirit of spirit animals of wild city birds like you who flew so far from home.
~ Alizah Z. Brozgold
Imagine Sisyphus is Happy
Imagine Sisyphus
is happy
or at least
getting stronger
by the boulder’s reach
imagine the boulder
is the rock
of my grief
imagine after six months
slowly moving
toward the middle of the bed
a new geometry
remember a dream
in which I had to recite
all your passwords
in order to see your face
one more time.
-Alizah Z. Brozgold
The Quarry
Each day I go down to the quarry with my quarry axe and my pick as the wind leads the way with its mournful whine; there I search for wonder stone while golden flecks spark gray ash alive and silvers words bloom in lava rock.
Deep in this sorrow mine I count on the tiniest stones to hold our memories and rocks both jagged and smooth, passionflowers too will bloom in lava rock and our love a gaudy bird of paradise and even lava fields have coral flowers along with Bitterroot.
Won’t we all take our places there one day in the crevices of a lava flow, guarded by volcano swiftlets with their screams and clicks over embers glowing memory.