Sunday, July 26, 2009

Elena crouches giggling

Elena crouches giggling

in a cardboard box

covered with a blanket

which she calls variously

her bed, her tent,

or her house

Charla crawls to the box

grips edge and hoists herself

into her aspirational

near stand

starts shouting

at top of lungs

(high notes

from up there

in the squeeze box)

three syllables

over and over



huge only for us

that she's shouting "Elena"

with all the joy

and cosmic poignancy

of a slightly

staticky transmission

from our friends

in the next galaxy

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Elena says

There's a zoo on this trip
a Canada fix

it's bedtime all day

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

4 am

Both girls wake up
wanting mommy

I bring Charla
from her crib
to Jenny's bed
and back again
like hades'
ferry boat captain

She cries every time
but less insistently
even as she
wakes Elena
from sleep into
the wee hours'
dream of endless dark need

Monday, July 06, 2009

Elena had a dream
she met a funny monster
who turned her pajamas
into cookies
then back into pajamas again

She made it very clear to me
a funny monster
is not the same thing
as a friendly monster