Tagged: calendar

on the lunar

(for grandpa)

on the lunar
calendar, we
are celebrating
our birthdays
today, just one
world away
from each
other,
which feels
like multitudes,
on and off
the system
for counting
so many days
apart
.
20160902:0902
y

there will come

there will come
a day when i
will no longer
think of
you – i have
marked it
on the calendar
.
20150210:1107
y

a paper toss

a paper toss
away from august –
or what is left
of it – i
steady myself
across two
calendars, against
the wall and
on my desk. if
it were not for
guests, i could
stay caught
between these two
pages, marking
off forever
between august
and september
.
20130905:2236
y

history has twisted

history has twisted
the Ides of March
like a Rubik’s Cube –
we all know the
resolution, so
we have stopped
reflecting on it
.
20130315:0847
y

across two calendars

across two calendars
the anniversary of his
death has begun, on the
fifth of january, in
this lunar new year
four-thousand-and-
eleven. there are
advantages to
measuring time
this way, but losing
someone twice
each year is
immeasurable
.
20130214:0844
y

the calendar marks

the calendar marks
the days i do not
phone, each
blank page a soft
pearl to be
polished for a
longing that can
dissolve with
the right amount
of time
and vinegar
.
20121211:1640
y

there is magic in

there is magic in
a leap year, whether
we receive an extra
day or month. there
is latitude and
longitude to stretch
out these lengthy,
ancillary memories.
there is allowance
to indulge
, to
slip away to that
corner of our
brain that is not
averse to trying
something new,
just for today,
just this year
.
20120229:0834
y

there are a handful

there are a handful
of things
about keeping
time that leaves
uncertainty –
springing forward,
falling back,
marking the
certainty
of your death
on two calendars.
if tonight’s moon
looks like the same
moon that took
you, give
us a sign that
time will move on
.
20120127:0814
y

unimaginably

unimaginably
there is still color
here – eighty-six days later

but as these things go,
there is some
withering, a methodic
fading
, and yesterday,
we noticed that we
cast longer shadows
.
20100515:1422
y

on the calendar that begins

on the calendar that begins
with you, we have
marked through eighty-six
mornings and countless nights.
i have already put away every
orchid that grew old and
every bud that did not
open. i will hold onto
these memories as if they
were ashes that did not
make it into your tomb
.
20100515:1404
y