The Pond What good does it giveto pull reeds from the muck of my belly? The blue dragonfly does not perceive you the way it perceives me.You want it to remain, hovering for your enchantment.Remove the reeds, and dump your ashes.It is what you need fr…  | By The Rising Phoenix Review on July 15, 2024 | The Pond What good does it give
to pull reeds from the muck of my belly?
The blue dragonfly does not perceive you
the way it perceives me.
You want it to remain,
hovering for your enchantment.
Remove the reeds, and dump your ashes.
It is what you need from us, to go back to us.
And I get it.
But please, be careful,
when the ice like a sheet sweeps over,
cracking under your rain boots.
Beneath—a frozen frog.
Beware of the coywolf's shapely dance,
zigzagging the trees, a howling shadow.
Though it is tempting,
don't string a necklace through the dead moths,
who lay in the soot of your fireplace, and
be careful where you dump those ashes,
they may land on the dragonfly's paper wing. By Chloë Lawrence Biography: Chloë Lawrence is a student in the MFA in Creative Writing Program at American University. She has been published in The Chamber Magazine and has an upcoming publication in the Eunoia Review. | | | |
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