IAM Commemorates National Poetry Month

Published on April 29, 2010 by Meaghan Ritchey

 

Family Photos

Steve Frost

 

             For six days

                          god rid himself of all

that might stir passion and on the seventh

                                       he drank vinegar?

 

Oh, hopeless man.

 

Sour face of duty

             grinning back at you.

The gods you serve: image

                          exchange.

 

If I could crawl

             through this photo

and stand next to me

                          I would give Didymus a gift.

 

I offer my life.

 

A scandal of words

             set aside and in creating I am

the Hand who places

upon your dry and parched

             lips a drop of the hope

you have forgotten

                          you thirst for.

 

See in yourself, Dear

Didymus, the scandalous mirror,

the One reflected.