Anger is a strong drink in the deep watches of the night. I have kept all the words, all the words for sorrow, loss, and the island, but there are children in the sun swept piazza, bell-less bell tower, and the sheltered colonnade perfect for freeze tag, as the sun goes down, beautiful ring-leader
conspiring to keep you will always be so different than conspiring to
Let you go.
You tell yourself it is just food, knowing you want
To keep it for another time
when you could rejoice
For a year, for the first year after, for as long as it takes
like the frozen wedding cake
As though love could last forever
The way he says it does
Manna in our wilderness
We go out
Into the yard
Catch light in butterfly nets
Unspool the hammocks
Which then become sails
Lifted by the wind
Which as you know (already)
Goes where it wills
Carrying Light 