Trying To Fathom Love
“I like shiny things….I used to steal them,â€
my friend, weathered from homelessness and drugs,
says to me when we both sit inside a zipped canopy bed at Zaiko Hospital.
My seven year old daughter calls gleefully from inside the bathtub,
“open the towel wide like a bird’s wings that fly.â€
At supper time, my ten year old son reflects upon our walk that afternoon and exclaims,
“my thoughts got picked up on the bus and zoomed on by!!â€
SSSSSHHHHH-AAAAAHHHHH ebb and flow SSSSSHHHHH-AAAAAHHHHH ebb and flow
over the grains of milky white sand.
A lone grass in the dirt watches two macaws kiss passionately on a branch
In a banyan tree.
~ Lisa Tara Eden
Lisa Tara Eden is a mother of two children, writer, and community support worker living in Edmonton, Alberta.
I love this line “open the towel wide like a bird’s wings that fly,†it is like something my daughter once said at our cottage.It is funny how small moments can resonate over the years. This is beautiful poem.
A lovely poem.