The Old Woman, the Tulip, and the Dog

Prayer

17 Prayer I pray aloud when storms attack a city I pray when hatred blares from the TV I pray for the elephants I pray cooking oatmeal I pray my ego will evaporate I pray without ceasing cried the old woman The sun rises and the sun goes down the wind whips round about without ceasing now let the ecosystem’s brokenness be sung in arias every bar immortal melodious tragic cried the tulip Mother show me where you are broken open the door beyond which is darkness see I am abject my chin on the ground my tail quiet cried the dog ...