Rosemarie Crisafi
BINARY GOODBYE
When I press Send:Sequoias blink into view, fog dripping off foliage,
a long distance to the ground;
unfelt on the forest floor wind crackles
in the awning where orioles live;
in the underworld, giant shadows loom,
dark soldiers on gold-threaded moss.
I send it all to you in an equation..
PISCIALLETTO
Weeds grow in gutters. A fire enginearia duets with ice pellet shingles.
I abandon the aquarium castle.
I drain the places
where my mother strained linguine ribbons
where Daddy paid a penny for each dandelion,
piscialletto (to wet the bed), he called them,
popped from soil. I unearth the taproot whole.
With the patina of a photograph
reflected in a mirror, I turn the key.
© Rosemarie Crisafi lives in Fishkill, New York. She works in for a non-for-profit agency that serves individuals with disabilities. Her poetry has been published most recently in Perigee, BlazeVO 2k8, Flutter Poetry Journal, Snow Monkey#18, Ghoti, The Potomac, Red River Review, Unlikely Stories, Eclectica Magazine, and The Adroitly Placed Word. Her chapbook, Days of Reckoning, is available at the Lily Literary Review (http://freewebs.com/lilylitreview/crisafichapbook.pdf).
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