Issue 14
Hope
Roberta Swetlow
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Unlikely Saviour
The hunched crone squints through ash-filled skies
at twisted girders: here doomed lives
were lost, like frothy bubbles burst; she sighs.
The crash of walls collapsing,
smashing glass beneath, seems everlasting:
Hark! A shrill of birdsong! She limps, laughing,
follows wrens to hidden blooms
of wildflowers; clawed fingers zoom
toward petals. Suddenly, by guilt consumed,
while mice and lizards gaze, she stays
her hand and gasps, steps back a pace,
giddy to find life in such a place.
~Roberta Swetlow
Roberta Swetlow lives and writes in Saskatchewan, Canada.
© 2003 by Roberta Swetlow. All Rights Reserved.
© Copyright 2003 by Cayuse Press. All Rights Reserved.