Friday, May 16, 2008

Marjorie A. Buettner: MAKING BEDS

Like the Pythagoreans who ward off the evil eye by smoothing the body's imprint on the bed, I find myself caught in rituals I do not quite understand. I only know I am compelled: making beds, burning incense, lighting candles where ever I go. I try to keep my family safe from harm, the sign of the cross never far from action.
after the snowfall
my children's angel prints
as if they were never here
as if I were never here

by Marjorie A. Buettner
Minneapolis, Minnesota

1 comment:

david said...

I agree once you have all that incense going on in the bedroom you'll sleep like a bear in your bed