white poetry for dim spaces

to my father

by Luminita Suse

it was there
by the hedge of torch lilies
where I pushed a lit candle into the sand
as deep as the stars in a well
hoping to reach my father’s heart for once
call off discord and lessen absence

it was then
when I commanded him
to stop the hiding inside crisp bones
and I stood by his grave with clenched fists
tense and still like a hummingbird
before backing off from an emptied flower

Published in Ascent Aspirations Anthology Eight, 2010


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