Wednesday February 27, 2019
Tulips for Barbara
Ann E. Michael
It’s okay if you want me to leave you be.
I know that it might feel like there’s nothing left to say.
I’m sorry I’m so sorry please forgive me please please I’m sorry.
These are the lines that I practice
piano scales a thousand moments a thousand days
You are held in my mind’s eye
the Wizard of my Oz
I turn forgiveness over in my mouth
a bitter lozenge
it sinks to the bottom of the well
I send you another letter
this time I say none of the lines
I’ve been practicing
I try something new
Yellow tulips on the table
past their upright peak
a few petals fallen