Read To Me – Day Twenty-Three

Girl, by Lisa Zaran

She said she collects pieces of sky,
cuts holes out of it with silver scissors,
bits of heaven she calls them.
Every day a bevy of birds flies rings
around her fingers, my chorus of wives,
she calls them. Every day she reads poetry
from dusty books she borrows from the library,
sitting in the park, she smiles at passing strangers,
yet can not seem to shake her own sad feelings.
She said that night reminds her of a cool hand
placed gently across her fevered brow, said
she likes to fall asleep beneath the stars,
that their streaks of light make her believe
that she too is going somewhere. Infinity,
she whispers as she closes her eyes,
descending into thin air, where no arms
outstretch to catch her.


Zaran is very much a new-to-me poet. “Girl” is absolutely striking! Beautiful, and delightfully secretive. According to what I’ve read online, Zaran has five collections in print and is the founder and editor of Contemporary American Voices, an online poetry journal.

I look forward to learning more about the person who wrote “Girl”. What are y’all reading?

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