Feathers
by
Lorette C. Luzajic
after Wheatfield With Crows, Vincent Van Gogh,
1890
“He will
cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield
and rampart.” Psalm 91:4
Woman,
you who never wore a bra, you who never guzzled wine, now have dark birds and
their shrouded nest in your tit, swollen stone eggs you thought were nothing
until they were something. We were at the brink of gravity when we met, our
blooms long spent. Still, we were
radiant with that independence of women “coming into their own.” Hell’s din and
swell had dimmed down to a dull roar. The struggle had found formidable and
seasoned foe. Well, I watched you carry the skinny drunk chick upstairs from
the building backyard, holding your favourite shawl over her wet jeans on
behalf of her dignity. I watched you fight like a lion for me when I made a
wrong turn, and gave all my love to the wrong man. I took up your flag when a
mutual friend you thought could love you, could not love you, after all. It cut
us both to pieces. You boiled water until it was hissing spit, tossed tea into
the cauldron, mothered my wounds with theophylline
and honey. I sheltered you when her door was
locked, when things turned mean. We would stake out the city from one end to
the other in the caustic cold of February, or hike to Spadina to slurp spicy
pork bone soup like starved and frozen explorers. And here we are, now, face to
face, after everything, taking on the inevitable. It is now, or it is later,
but it is what is. This wild unwinding, this unknown known. Now we await the
results of scans, configure charts, see signs in winter flight, in the shrill
shudder of fate and her unmoored mutterings. I can’t imagine you sick or not
there, beg you to stay. You tip your feathers to the wind, say what will be,
will be.
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"Feathers" is from Pretty Time Machine: ekphrastic prose
poems, by Lorette C. Luzajic, available on Amazon.com.
Lorette C. Luzajic is an award-winning visual artist whose mixed media
paintings are collected internationally. She is also a widely published poet,
and the founding editor of The Ekphrastic Review, a journal devoted to
literature inspired by art. She has been nominated twice each for Best of the
Net and the Pushcart Prize. Visit her at www.mixedupmedia.ca.
Tour de force. You are a visual artist! Whooo! and this: "the shrill shudder of fate."
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