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  • Chapel, Chapel:The Jonathan Sutra No. 1
  • Iggy Shuler (bio)

Outside, in the forest—An early thaw.

A falling branch slices open a bird's nest.I think of you as a fox, shedding its winter skin

The back of your head, bowed in prayer, a new light,Your hand in your father's hand, I think of your hands.

The hymns, a turning sound in our voices, a glanceHeavenward, your family a row in front of mine, a morning

Glory turning its head to the sky. I think of your sky.Your voice in the choir. I think of you often.

I think of you, in the wake of your sister's death,Gathering eggs in the henhouse across the pasture.

Sunday afternoon, I pick blackberries in the forest.Late morning light, counting each one as I go.

Even this is a form of prayer, a wanting to breathe        A held breath // I think of you when I eat the first blackberries of the season. [End Page 58]

Iggy Shuler

Iggy Shuler is a poet and essayist from South Carolina. Her work has been recognized by the National Young Arts Foundation and the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards.



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