Beginning and Ending
- Beginning and Ending
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Rebekah Frank, Extend, 2009. Forged steel, sterling silver, glass, and 2500 eyelash extensions. Photo by: Zachary Ferguson. www.rebekahfrank.com.
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We were new worlds, Hemp and happiness. We were clothed In ritual and geometry.
We start again and again Because as we age, we shine starry And simplistic, bold and blue. Explosive your eyes make me wild.
We were Bipolar disordered in bliss, found euphoria in a dream of we. We were Buddha consuelos restored, a little bit of technology beeping. And what’s it all for?
This strange waking, this surreal dreaming? We are breath, skylarks, and oil-soaked gull.
The poem a halfhearted effort toward wholeness. And at once you said I was an ocean, The real me, the waves and waves Nothing but fading emotion.
We are bigger than the waves for a while: talking, breathing, eating. [End Page 41]
I saw starlight in your eyes and every critic weeps in still solitude, for we are a dance about the totem just before rain falls. This is the beginning of wholeness and growth. There is no time for judgments.
Maybe we are learning to live, on the precipice After all, that’s the way the best things begin. [End Page 42]
Sheryl Luna’s first collection of poems, Pity the Drowned Horses, was published by the University of NotreDame Press in 2005. It received the inaugural Andres Montoya Prize foremerging Latino/a poets.
