Lying on the wide bed, watching rain
turn to snow through the maple’s branches, I
think about the distance of forgiveness
that disintegrates before me—a rash of tears
on the window—my heart lies down—
I delude myself, believing that the chill
that rises from my skin can be cured
with sunlight, with birdsong—
fingers on my left hand twitch
an involuntary play upon the empty
space that holds its shape next to me.
Morning is late. Time is falling,
M. J. Iuppa lives on a small farm near the shores of Lake Ontario. Her most recent poems have appeared in Poetry East, The Chariton Review, Tar River Poetry, Blueline, The Prose Poem Project, and The Centrifugal Eye, among other publications. Her most recent poetry chapbook is As the Crow Flies (Foothills Publishing, 2008), and her second full-length collection is Within Reach (Cherry Grove Collections, 2010). Between Worlds, a prose chapbook, was published by Foothills Publishing in May 2013. She is Writer-in-Residence and Director of the Visual and Performing Arts Minor program at St. John Fisher College in Rochester, New York.