"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
without you, wear talismans you won’t need
any more.
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