Mendel Considers the Moon, by Sara Dailey

All these years I was
waiting for God
to move in me

until I took flight,
was pollen, was rough seed
tossed by wind,
carried on bee underbellies,

until I was part of the circle
that holds everything,

waiting
until I took root.

Here, I am stamen, pistil, stem,
petal unfurling, azalea,
white mass of flowers
fragrant under the moon
and thinking of home.

 

Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 14, Issue 1.

Sara Dailey’s writing has appeared in Bitter Oleander, Cimarron Review, Red Wheelbarrow, Whiskey Island Magazine, Calyx, Ascent, and Splinter Generation among . Her chapbook, The Science of Want,  won the 2009 Shadow Poetry’s chapbook competition and was a finalist for the Flume Press prize as well. She works as a teacher and editor in St. Paul, MN.

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