A chapbook of 18 heartfelt poems about the undoing of a marriage.
Bull Thistle Press 2002
Opening poem:
ON MOTHER’S DAY
He leaves at noon
on Mother’s
Day. I watch
the pick-up pull
away the tarnished
brass bed our con
nubial altar
now in pieces
exposed for all to see
jostling in the flat
of the truck as it
escapes
down the street.
Roaming the house nails
bitten beyond the quick
hugging
my daughter more
than she needs
I search
for remnants
of the comforter
we called
our marriage.
I gaze out
our bedroom window
daffodils blurring
in the spring breeze
and realize
he must have
taken that
with him
too.
CAROL WEIS 