Claudia Emerson

(13 January 1957 / Chatham, Virginia)

The Bat - Poem by Claudia Emerson

We didn't know what woke us—just something
moving, lighter than our breathing. The world
bound by an icy ligature, our house

was to the bat a hollow, warmer cavity
that now it could not leave. I screamed
for you to do something. So you killed it

with the broom; I heard you curse as you
swept the air. I wanted you to do it until
you did. I have never forgiven you.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 21, 2012



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