Issue 12
Edge
Janet I. Buck
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The Juggler
The sale was on a Saturday.
GRAND ESTATE --
my sister wrote on cardboard signs
as if black ink weren't threads
of obsidian storms over
a pasture drowning in grief.
Her stoic frame amazed my eyes.
Each little thing
was tagged and priced
as if there were some recompense
for packing up and shipping off
tart semaphores of stolen lives.
A shower cap grown thick with mold.
Stones of turquoise set in brass.
The old mink stole that kept
your cat in happy land.
"She's crazy," I thought,
"to sit on the edge of this cliff."
Fearless and driven to sort our ghosts,
censor an inerasable grave,
her willingness to part
with trinkets and pots --
with apron strings and oven mitts --
did nothing but open my wounds.
~Janet I. Buck
Janet I. Buck is a six-time Pushcart nominee. Her second print collection of poetry, Tickets to a Closing Play, won The 2002 Gival Press Poetry Award and will be released in October. Email.
© 2003 by Janet I. Buck. All Rights Reserved.
© Copyright 2003 by Cayuse Press. All Rights Reserved.
