Friday, April 07, 2017

I Discovered a Grass Reed

My cousin held a blade
of grass taut between her thumbs
and the heels of her hands
She drew the grass reed
close to her lips,
inhaled and exhaled
A whistle cut through the air,
high pitched, plaintive
I tried, but only my breath
moved through the space
My cousin picked a flat piece of grass
and placed it just right
Now, she said, blow through the space
as if this is your solo voice,
you are calling the insects to join in
And I let my breath move against
the grass reed until a long whistle
entered the night
Crickets and grasshoppers harmonized
And then fireflies came to dance

April PAD challenge
write a discovery poem


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