Poetry Pause: Rachael Cain — Slow Season

Poet name: Rachael Cain Poem title: Slow Season Poem: For weeks, I’ll carry the ghost of a suffocated fire like a blanket. In the outdoor shower, you try to chase the smoke out of my hair, scrub lemongrass and watch the suds pool at our feet. Our scent on your hands, warm and familiar. Leaves turn. The creeks hush. Light descends past treeline. We trade yawns and shift, throw shadows against walls, and each morning I awake to your careful stare, coffee dripping slow, and the birds— they never once stopped singing that song. End of poem. Credits: Copyright © Rachael Cain Rachael Cain is an artist and writer living in Nogojiwanong-Peterborough, Ontario. Her writing can be found in EVENT, CV2, and other journals. She is a 2020 Brooklyn Poets Fellow.