Mason Jar, Kevin Young
Most miracles
be small—
lightning bugs
flicking off
& on
in the dusk before
the storm, hoping
to be caught
by fire
& each other.
Instead, children
capture them winking
in jars once
filled with pennies
or peaches put away
for winter, this waning light
they drown in
without the air
they are
meant for.
In this heat
little keeps—
see how your hat
wilts, held
over your heart to honor
today the dead
who cannot say, yet still
share your name.
(Photograph: Henry Horenstein, Newport, Rhode Island, September 22, 1979 via the Library Of Congress)
This photo is … very moving. Thank you for the words, too. Please keep up these monthly Word posts – I really love them.
Oh Samantha, I really appreciate the encouragement. This “reset” series every month is my favorite and I only hope it feels the same for others.
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