>Life Interred


Before the inclusion wakes
I sit breathing,
ears open.
It is silent Saturday
when interred
life lies.
A cardinal speaks louder
than words outside
my window.
A blood breast is all
I look for,
for now.

2 thoughts on “>Life Interred

  1. >this is wonderful jerry – i agree with what glynn says – the world held its breath and hung in a space between hope and fear – sat breathing, ears open – just as you described – love this – really love this

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