Mazzy Belle from Nana

BY CHARLENE JONES

Charlene Jones has most recently been published in the Ascent/Aspirations volume As One Cradles Pain, and in The Ontario Poets Society anthology Ropedancer, in which three of her poems appear.  Copyright is held by the author.

I’d go down
if your head slipped off the edge
into the dark inky sea
I’d go down past the mermaids’ murmur,
the weeds, mythic lockers,
to where you had to see me…
I’d reach a hand not mine
past the length of an arm I do not own
to catch your hair falling
through the waves, the foam.

And if your breath escaped all round
emptying out your bones
I’d swim you on my back, granddaughter
up to our clear, airy home.

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