Up and out by sunrise a bank of cloud
stretched over an orange sky
ranges of mountains left and right.
We are driving southeast to Bisbee Arizona
Watch For Animals Next 10 Miles
ocatillo red rock sagebrush and mesquite
Tombstone–The Town Too Tough To Die.
It’s a dry country and the same could
be said for all that grows here
tough wiry and scrappy.
Tag: Tucson
Weather in Tucson
Summer in winter
here in Tucson after spring
in winter at home.
Neck
Pinched nerve knotted muscle dreadfulness
in my neck just as I held that African necklace
to my throat. Ach! Was it cursed?
The gorgeous fat ochre bead so stunning
nevertheless stabbing pain took me away
and superstition kept me from going back.
My neck my Achilles heel my raison d’etre
my love and my nemesis tries to tell me All
yet I fail to comprehend.
My Mother’s Room
Tucson and last I was here was the day my mother died.
Coming down the steps in the airport I rush back
to that night tumbling into the arms of my three sisters
I’d cried afresh. How would it feel to sleep in her room?
To be here, even, after two years away
two years without our mother?
The room is surprisingly peaceful.
The angel’s foot hovers above the bed
my mother’s Tiffany lamp sits beside
for the reading of a good book.
Whatever becomes of us when we die
has become of her. All is as it must be.
We are all where we must be. We are all safe.
I am safe, after all, in this room.