Friday, January 2, 2009

Lamp watching Eggs: 2003_Ink_Drawing29 by Carol Hershey

1/2/08_Poem by Betina Hershey Russo

I keep on
these three
these delicate orbs
spinning on
my knee.
Will they survive?
The frost is coming
and last night's volcano
splattered lava
on their cool cases,
though I bent to cover
them with my shade.
My neck grows weary
but I will never stop
The one time I left
and returned on tiptoe
they looked so pitiful.
All the others
had broken
out of neglect and
Only these three
still spin here.
I won't turn away
for any sound
until they've hatched.

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