Making Way

silver gray

cat birds play

flutter on the chasteberry

as i give away memories

and dust the sullen

bookshelves clean

for what does it serve me

to carry

a stale, stifling misery

into a new day


and i breathe

and recall the crystal sea

loving vitality

with which you gazed at me

and they mew and tumble

mocking joyously

as i fill boxes with possibility


© M.G. Iannucci 2019