4.06 / June 2009

In a Snow—Fall

She falls off some scaffolding sparring
hexagons open a tectonic drift she
listens too attentively and
the answer is an echo.

Stars fall on her head she says she’s
a falsehood all her life
loquacious—her internal
structure stands for no-one.

Maybe she is all alone in
her collective. A series of pauses
even from miles away finds her
falling fractured

living in an undead world.
There is a sum there but not
of this mornings sleet the
room is empty

when she goes back in. She
is wrenched into the stars nothing
disappeared everything leaves
scaffolding but

you knew that already, didn’t you?

With the Ice Sharp Certainty of Image

“Live so that when your children think of fairness and integrity, they think of you.”
—H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

To the Doomed:

take away the moon—her illuminated side facing the Earth
take away the dawning sky
take away the sparse uncaring oaks
take away the true grasses grown as cereals
pastures lawns
remove the windows and doors
subtract every brick and bit of mortar remove
the damnable buildings
suffer the felling of the world
the biting cold darkness
of a life unending

they began as light

Laura LeHew is an award winning poet with nearly 300 poems appearing over 100 national and international journals. Her chapbook, Beauty, Tiger’s Eye Press 2009, is in its 3rd printing. Laura received her MFA in writing from the California College of the Arts, writing residencies from Soapstone and the Montana Artists Refuge, interned for CALYX Journal and was nominated for a Pushcart prize. Her projects include 5 books and an exphrastic gallery show. Laura was a guest editor for The Medulla Review and is the editor for Uttered Chaos www.utteredchaos.org. She has one husband, eight cats and never sleeps.