Here is my prompt #18 poem for my 30 poems in 30 days adventure with Two Sylvias Press. Enjoy!
Five Year Mark
What if Lucille Clifton had not written the poem Won’t You Celebrate With Me?
Or if in the minutes before the nurse called my name, I had not found it inside the
magazine sitting next to the plastic succulent?
I felt like The Book Thief, hiding the magazine in my purse.
But I was at zero hour and her words— come celebrate/ with me
that everyday/ something has tried to kill me/ and has failed—buoyed me.
A cello is like the scratch of blackboard in the beginning,
but with practice, can bow its way to a melody, so full of rapture,
we can only listen in wonder.
Yours in poetry,