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Kathleen Norris Ascension
by Kathleen Norris
Why do you stand looking up at the skies?
. . Acts 1:11
It wasn’t just wind, chasing
thin gunmetal clouds across the loud sky; it wasn’t the feeling that one might ascend on that excited air, rising like a trumpet note.
And it wasn’t just my sister’s water breaking,
her crying out, the downward draw of blood and bone…
It was all of that,
the mud and new grass pushing up through melting snow, the lilac in bud by my front door, bent low by last week’s ice storm.
Now the new mother, that leaky vessel,
begins to nurse her child, beginning the long good-bye.
I have lately come to the conclusion that I am Eve,
alias Mrs. Adam. You know, there is no account of her death in the Bible, and why am I not Eve? Emily Dickinson in a letter, 12 January, 1846
you’ll need your wits about you.
This is not a dream,
but a woman who loves you, speaking.
She was there
when you cried out;
she brushed the terror away.
when it was time to sin.
You were wise
to let her handle it,
and leave that place.
We couldn’t speak at first
for the bitter knowledge,
the sweet taste of memory
on our tongues.
Listen, it’s time.
You were chosen too,
to put the world together.
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