Aug 16, 2018 | Grief, Guest Writer, Mark Hernberg, Mom, Quatrains, Whale
She swam to these shallow waters to give birth. Knowing only the quickening of her heart, the heart inside her; resonance of body within body, sea within sea. Her newborn calf sputtered brine, tasting the new waters. Each breath a new ocean. Again she sings him her...
Aug 4, 2018 | Grief, Gus Stevens, Heptameter, Hexameter, Mom, Whale
She let go yesterday; she thought she could let go, let him slip from her nose, and gently from the sun to sink deeper than her lungs could go; it was done. She carried her son for nine suns, and eighteen moons before. Could she let go, when the tide turned within her...
