“the burning of the dead” by Josephine LoRe
Poetry Pause is the League of Canadian Poets’ daily poetry dispatch. Read “the burning of the dead” by Josephine LoRe, part of the League’s Fresh Voices program.
the burning of the dead
By Josephine LoRe
I never made a fire for you. I lit a candle, yes
but not a torch, a conflagration. a soundless
howl against incessant night. I could not
burn your things: the lists you wrote
the clothes you wore that held the secret
of your scent.instead I tied these all
together with the roughened rope
of memory.made a raft. and some nights
float out onto the sea of endless stars. listen
for the way you play guitar, strains soft and sad
your voice pure and light, an offering
to gods. why then do I wake to ash
adhering the lashes of my eye, ashes
in the side-part of my hair, the grit of ash
at back of tangled throat?
Copyright © Josephine LoRe
a pearl in this diamond world … Josephine LoRe has shared her poetry live and in global zoom-rooms. Her words have been put to music, danced, interpreted in ASL, and integrated into visual art. She has two collections, Unity and the Calgary Herald Bestseller The Cowichan Series, and has been published in literary magazines and anthologies in fifteen countries and five languages. “The Tea Set” was shortlisted for the Room Poetry Prize, and “Enough” was selected for use in a Public Service Announcement for Feed the Children. She respectfully acknowledges that she lives and creates on the ancestral and traditional lands of the Piikani, Siksika, Kainai, Tsuut’ina and Nakota peoples.
Fresh Voices is a publication and workshop program created by and for the League’s associate members.
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