- Childhood’s Space
Once you were happy gluing Popsicle sticks,Folding toilet-tissue roses for a Mother’s Day corsage.
You must try to get back to that space in your childhoodWhere your mind put no limits on creation.
You need not be talented at building things.You must patch it together as best you can
From those moments of grace you’re unable to explainWith rolls of the dice on a game board.
When you pray, you will breathe life into it.You may pray to the earth-made moon, if you wish.
Call it anything except your own name. [End Page 190]
Julie Kane’s most recent poetry collections are Rhythm & Booze (U of Illinois P, 2003), a National Poetry Series winner; Jazz Funeral (Story Line P, 2009), which won the Donald Justice Poetry Prize; and Paper Bullets (White Violet P, 2014), a new collection of light verse. The 2011-2013 Louisiana poet laureate, she teaches at Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana.