Sunday, March 10, 2013


The Echo of What Remains Collected Poems of Wanda Lea Brayton

                   — Inspired by "I Am Vertical" by Sylvia Plath

Diametrically opposed to becoming mere naked dust,
I remain, arisen from the gravity of an unkempt grave, submerged 
in fragrances too fragile for my longing, 
broad fingers unable to remember.

I have lain silent under a silvered sky,
vast with knowing.

Starlight no longer soothes the raucous, ravenous beasts within these bones -
I moan for the moon, liquid
and aware it cannot hear this languid lust tearing slowly at my heart.