SELECTED POEMS
By Sarah Gambito

from

Aiice James Books, Farmington, Maine
© 2004
www.alicejamesbooks.org

GRIEF GOD

You look and soon these two worlds
Leave you.

I already know that I leap out.
That absolutely alone.
I am such a long way in.

Gripping the endless and ground-shaking book of prayer.

Your details are my best strength
As curling birds climb into the witch of heaven.

I lie flat.

My possessions resemble efforts

I who feel close to you, my family.
Our house is like enormous riches.

It heals others, it makes me sick.
But I’m like a sick king, composed.

My feathers are marvelous.
I deceive you.
I still hold through the doors of the tomb trays.
I want to hold it.

© Sarah Gambito

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