Costel Iarca © 2008 All Rights Reserved
Costel
Iarca © 2008 All Rights Reserved
I leave you the Cosmos
arcing for light under dark
wrap of jasmine.
I leave you early
fireworks crackling, snap
peas lengthening, the honeyed
sun. I leave you quickening
to twig crack, black
bird rasp, coyotes’ maniacal
laugh. I leave you
September’s half-eaten moon.
I leave you barely
fledged.
I leave you fallen
apples in sacks, green,
unblushed, blistered & cracked.
One tree of hard luck, three
seasons of bruised fruit.
Ronda Broatch is the author of Shedding Our Skins, (Finishing Line Press, 2008), and Some Other Eden, (2005). Nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Web, Ronda is the recipient of a 2007 Artist Trust GAP Grant. One of her poems appeared recently on Verse Daily.