After The Fire Poem by Brendan Bonsack
After The Fire
on return
the house seems bigger
the demarcations
of family life
slumped to a black morass
charcoal gloves spread
from thumb to wrist
you pick through
the warm talcum gives
no resistance
as if this were the natural
state of your things
unnamed, unsided
waiting for your fingers
to form them
Sunday, February 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: disaster,family,fire,grief,home
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5/5/2024 8:10:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely brought forth with conviction. Thanks for sharing Brendan.