Golden in the Morning Crane Our Necks
By CAConrad
in a past life I was
a little fish who
cleaned the
shells of
turtles
a dream
helped me
remember their
deep voice of thanks
many nights I heard sharks waiting
for the tide to draw me near
when the calendar runs out
it feels lucky another awaits
all I have ever wanted was to
forge the English language into
a spear and drive it into my heart
between leaping and being shoved
no lonelier place to put my faith for the
swinging motion inside the dance we share
don the extraordinary suit for this ordinary day
take our time studying trees to imagine the
nests we would build if we were birds
I ask all
you talented
people spending
many creative hours
perfecting killer drones
guns and bombs to please
know we are waiting for
you on the other side
of art in the No
Kill Zone
Copyright Credit: CAConrad, "Golden in the Morning Crane Our Necks" from Amanda Paradise. Copyright © 2021 by CAConrad. Reprinted by permission of Wave Books.
Source: Amanda Paradise (Wave Books, 2021)