In Pursuit of Flying
A girl races down the sidewalk, dragging
her stick across bars of sunlight streaming
through the neighbor’s slat fence, like
music, her shadow dancing in & out
of time’s blank space— that reckless
moment held up to history’s sudden
humors, knowing her body could vanish
into deep silence—our hearts hoping
to hear her sail over the crack & land
in a turn— the curve of air, still
swirling, like a sigh, like a cello
trailing its slow exhale.
M.J. Iuppa ‘s fourth poetry collection is This Thirst (Kelsay Books, 2017).For the past 30 years, she has lived on a small farm near the shores of Lake Ontario. Check out her blog: mjiuppa.blogspot.com for her musings on writing, sustainability & life’s stew.