Today's poem is by Elaine Sexton
Encryption
This is an elegy for the stuffed sea turtle
who swims in dust on a shelf in the basement.
This is a hymn for the cracked teacup's myrtle
vines in Rosenthal china. This is a requiemfor the scrapbooks, the dog tags,
a wedding band's run-down rosettes,
the Stars & Stripes, the folded flag;
my mother's now rests in plasticwith my father's, her Morse Code machine,
her Army uniform, moth-pocked in storage.
This is a dirge encrypted in things,
porcelain thimbles, seams sewn overmyths, facts resting with fiction,
exposed with their fine contradictions.
Copyright © 2003 Elaine Sexton All rights reserved
from Sleuth
New Issues
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
Please support
Verse Daily's very generous sponsors:
Sponsor Verse
Daily!
Home
Archives
Web Monthly Features
About Verse Daily
FAQs
Contact Verse Daily
Publications Noted & Received
Copyright © 2002, 2003 Verse Daily
All Rights Reserved
[an error occurred while processing this directive]