Jarfull of Raindrops

…it is easier to say ‘my tooth is aching’ than to say ‘my heart is broken’…

—C.S.Lewis, The Problem of Pain

Sweet Fern and Poison Ivy

Sweet Fern and Poison Ivy,
One soothes the other spites me,
Sleeve my arm with sweet fern’s cliche,
So my heart can be worn, despite poisonous decay. 

Mull

A collection of cowry shells,
That once garnished lines of
seaweed and driftwood
Now line her mantlepiece
And the inside of a box,
The inside of her memory
Of salty air and calves tumbling down hills
Towards the beach which
on either side
The cliffs of her childhood shrunk as
She grew.

She grew.

~ Rebekah Cooper, 2014