Are Wings Really What You Want or is it only their drenched-in-light feeling, that lightness? When the dead press their faces against the window, do you wish you could join them, a white moth, fluttering? At sunrise, do you praise all the day can become? When you walk the quiet or unquiet streets do you remember you are more than half in the sky, which begins at the soles of your feet? What taught you today? What wishes were you granted? Wasn’t your deepest desire kept safe within you? Wasn’t that the breath of God ruffling your wings?
Bethany Reid’s stories, essays, and poems have recently appeared in One Art, Poetry East, Quartet, Passengers, Adelaide, Kithe, Descant, Peregrine, and Catamaran. Her fourth full-length collection of poems, The Pear Tree, won the 2023 Sally Albiso Award from MoonPath Press and is due out this winter. She lives in Edmonds, Washington, and blogs about writing and life at http://www.bethanyareid.com.

Shimmering beauty and hope : “the breath of God ruffling your wings….” Thank you for this wonderful poem🙏
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