Happy Birthday, Amelia Earhart
Poem by Alex Stolis
The sea is resting now, birds circle quietly as waves simmer softly
on the rocks. The sun arcs into a heavy cloud and somewhere there
is a woman who loves the water, loves the way the wind feels on her
skin. She watches the blue change to gray to an offwhite eggshell
and wants to paint it; capture it for her sons, for her yet-to-be-born
grandchildren; even for the husband who doesn’t notice how cracks
in the sky close for lightning. She knows the lure of flight, the lure
of beauty; the possibilities that live in a moment. I want to disappear
in a green, green blade of grass, into a clear mist of rain; to the place
on the beach where she rests her head.
ALEX STOLIS has had poems published in numerous journals. He is the author of Justice for All (Conversation Paperpress), a chapbook based on the last words of Texas Death Row inmates, and A Cabal of Angels (Red Bird Chapbooks), a collaborative chapbook with artist Susan Solomon. An e-chapbook, From an iPod found in Canal Park; Duluth, MN, was also released by Right Hand Pointing. He has been the recipient of five Pushcart nominations and lives in Minneapolis, Minnesota.
Originally published on 7/24/15.