Vital Signs
- Vital Signs
It all comes downto trying to get the last word in,a red bird turning silent in the mouth.
I say we had it oncein a brief hollow of time,breathless
cadences of small wings abovesounding soft like a sloughof systole all around us,
rising to a degree,feeding flowers into fire,even cultivating syncope.
It always moves this way,first more, then less,and then the sum of taken breaths. [End Page 151]
Roberta Senechal De La Roche
Roberta Senechal de la Roche teaches at Washington and Lee University and lives in the woods near Free Union, Virginia. Her poems have appeared in such venues as the Montreal International Longlist, Literary Juice, Still: The Journal, and Big River Review. She is finishing a volume of poems called “Going Fast.”
