Plena
By Frank Lima
During the day I play at drowning
looking for the smoke
of eyelashes and faded hair
the lilac shadows of blood
and the ruins of coffee
but a night
I dream of the last syllable
in my mother's heart
the last red word in her lungs.
Copyright Credit: Frank Lima, "Plena" from Incidents of Travel in Poetry. Copyright © 2015 by The Estate of Frank Lima. Reprinted by permission of City Lights Books.
Source: Incidents of Travel in Poetry (City Lights Books, 2015)