Friday, June 15, 2018

Prayer by Gail Braune Comorat

At my daughter’s city home
I watch a soundless flight of cormorants
skim a rubbed-chalk sky
toward Smith’s Creek, their number uneven.

A year of ups, downs. Yet I know this life that dazzles
and disappoints is our rosary.
We must touch and worry each moment in the knotted
strand that separates us.

I unclip wash from her backyard line
as a cool rain begins to fall. Above, the birds string out
like loose black pearls
tossed randomly across the ever-changing heavens.



Gail Braune Comorat is a founding member of Rehoboth Beach Writers’ Guild, and the author of Phases of the Moon (Finishing Line Press). Her work has appeared in Gargoyle, Grist, Mudfish, Philadelphia Stories, and The Widows’ Handbook. She’s a long-time member of several writing groups in Lewes, Delaware.

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