Barbara Kingsolver

(1955 / Annapolis, Maryland, United States)

Ordinary Miracle - Poem by Barbara Kingsolver

I have mourned lost days
When I accomplished nothing of importance.
But not lately.
Lately under the lunar tide
Of a woman's ocean, I work
My own sea-change:
Turning grains of sand to human eyes.
I daydream after breakfast
While the spirit of egg and toast
Knits together a length of bone
As fine as a wheatstalk.
Later, as I postpone weeding the garden
I will make two hands
That may tend a hundred gardens.

I need ten full moons exactly
For keeping the animal promise.
I offer myself up: unsaintly, but
Transmuted anyway
By the most ordinary miracle.
I am nothing in this world beyond the things one woman does.
But here are eyes that once were pearls.
And here is a second chance where there was none.


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  • (4/8/2019 8:49:00 AM)

    this poem stinks it is not funny or creative just boring make it more intresting.I wish you did better. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 6, 2016



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