Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Dorianne Laux: "Break"

We put the puzzle together piece
by piece, loving how one curved
notch fits so sweetly with another.
A yellow smudge becomes
the brush of a broom, and two blue arms
fill in the last of the sky.
We patch together porch swings and autumn
trees, matching gold to gold. We hold
the eyes of deer in our palms, a pair
of brown shoes. We do this as the child
circles her room, impatient
with her blossoming, tired
of the neat house, the made bed,
the good food. We let her brood
as we shuffle through the pieces,
setting each one into place with a satisfied
tap, our backs turned for a few hours
to a world that is crumbling, a sky
that is falling, the pieces
we are required to return to.

"Break" by Dorianne Laux, from Awake. © Carnegie Mellon Classic Contemporary Series, 2013.

Art credit: "The Last Piece," photograph by Al Magnus.

1 comment :

  1. I know this was written pre-COVID but reading it now takes me back to those early, quiet days isolated in our homes doing jigsaw puzzles.


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