"Donning Your Jewelry" Gail Tyson



 

 

"Donning Your Jewelry" - Gail Tyson

 

Clasping the fused-glass links around my neck:

we’re together again on that infinite

coast where Japanese floats wash up, sea-green,

cranberry, amber baubles, beach-strewn

shards of light like these, sunbeams once dappling

your collarbone.

 

Looping black-chased silver butterflies

around my wrist: they’re confused by my scent,

losing their way on their great migration.

Our rambles to the Canyon, Chiricahua,

Tubac always circled back to your cottage,

emptied now.

 

Piercing my ears, a matched pair: turquoise bears,

your totem. Nothing else goes together,

nothing quite fits together as I bear

our friendship, weightless now, in this world


without you, wear talismans you won’t need

any more.