This is the poem my friend, Yvette Johnson, wrote for my book, STAIRS OF SAND. Five years later, the book is, at last, in print!
For Your Daughter
By Yvette Johnson
Best we believe in something, even if it’s how the
sand breaks beneath our feet, even it’s tree
sap or vapor in a wall,
we best believe in something to carry us when
our knees grieve.
take the moment when you sail away,
an imprecise evening
and when you do that, you burst and how sudden
you feel, how first
because the land is slipping off into moonlit
water and you know
you are the diamond, the turning leaf.
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Books by Eileen Granfors