Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Ask a Name... a poem by Anne Selden Annab


The light comes in
with rules
about rainbows

We follow with myths
and memories...

gleaning goodness

A story retold becomes
as real as The Arc...
as firm as the floorboards
under my feet

and as big as the sky-
when I step outside...

Every fairy tale
a confirmation
a promise kept
to captivate
for generations

Ask a name
and then spin spin spin
turn straw into gold



poem copyright ©2011 Anne Selden Annab

(oil painting The Harvest by Ibrahim Ghannam
)

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