#53 Collecting Light


#53 Collecting Light
1998 – 9 x 18 edition of 39 – $250

Collecting Light
I see the way the chickadees
take turns at the feeder.
I watch a neighbor take
her husband’s hand.

I see the way the sun will find
the only interruption
in dark clouds
to toss this amber light
across the pines.

I see a row of cars
stop on the road
until the orange cat
has safely crossed,
then take off slowly, should
she change her mind.

I watch the way my brother
lifts our mother from
the wheelchair
to the car,
the shawl he lays
across her lap.

I save up every scrap
of light,
because I know that it will take
each tiny consolation
every day
to mend the world.