Week 37: Peter Grandbois

 

Ask me

why     my father         held out           his hands         when I threw up          in the

hospital hallway          at age   five      and I will tell               you      there are

many               unplanned ways          to say               I am     the color         of trees

and even          in error the body          speaks rain      Ask      why     my 

father   was       in such a hurry           to hangup        today              and I will tell   

you      it’s better to     fasten               yourself           to this              tiny      leaf      of

a          world               than     to         wander avenues           of stars 

Remember       the high           oaks     the       sycamores       and      white   birch   

they     are       your loves       given  back     to you             as if     you could        pass 

through                        days of            sickness           and      walk   once                again                

into      the church       of those                       hands

 
 

Peter Grandbois is the author of ten books, the most recent of which is half-burnt (Spuyten Duyvil, 2019). His poems, stories, and essays have appeared in over one hundred journalsHis plays have been performed in St. Louis, Columbus, Los Angeles, and New York. He is the Poetry Editor for Boulevard magazine and teaches at Denison University in Ohio. You can find him at petergrandbois.com.