(Wendy Cabell, January 9, 2025, afterfeast of Theophany, and feast of (above) Our Lady of Lettera (Messina) and Blessed Julia of Certaldo. Jewish calendar remembers the Passing of Ezra (313 BC). Image from here.)
till Morning
“You can fly, you can fly, you can fly!”
yes, even you
yes now, today it’s darken
Wendybird, she’ll steer you
not above the heart, no
straight on through
through rub of clenched jaw as awake
through clutter that aches the eyes through cancer genes in the family through one wrong move, tweaks the spine through yet another blown fuse through letters that lie unsent through glance at grave, staunchly waits still,
“You can fly, you can fly, you can fly!”
yes, even you
yes now, today it’s darken
Wendybird, she’ll steer you
not above the heart, no
straight on through —
*From combined prompts: Explore a personal archetype/heroine, creating a simple mini myth (from Michele Manos’ Tending Your SoulCollage Deck, Winter session, December 14, 2024); And, choose a favorite line from a piece needing editing, write many verses expanding upon that line, then select from these verses to enrich original poem— as inspired by example “Instances of Wasted Ingenuity” by Dara Wier (from Tresha Haeffner’s Write Games, January 9, 2025).
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