Meg Kerrigan
equinox note
warm light comes in
like the care of the body
approaching a wound
its shadows reveal familiar
smudges on the microwave
keypad and i worry
about everyone i love,
including myself somehow
my stomach drops
like flame on a wick
and out there are mercies
elephants finally meeting
after sharing voices in the forest
crocus bulbs welding
themselves to the earth,
surviving early spring’s frost
your hand finding my back
each time i sit up
in the middle of the night
how the sky renders our hearts
like the care of the body
approaching a wound
its shadows reveal familiar
smudges on the microwave
keypad and i worry
about everyone i love,
including myself somehow
my stomach drops
like flame on a wick
and out there are mercies
elephants finally meeting
after sharing voices in the forest
crocus bulbs welding
themselves to the earth,
surviving early spring’s frost
your hand finding my back
each time i sit up
in the middle of the night
how the sky renders our hearts