Weekly New Favorite Poet: Laurel Blossom (National Poetry Month Posts, Day 11)

For my 11th National Poetry Month post, I would like to share a poet who got my attention in Column 369 of the American Life in Poetry with her poem

Red Balloon Rising

I tied it to your wrist
With a pretty pink bow, torn off
By the first little tug of wind.
I’m sorry.

I jumped to catch it, but not soon enough.
It darted away.

It still looked large and almost within reach.
Like a heart.

Watch, I said.
You squinted your little eyes.

The balloon looked happy, waving
Good-bye.

The sky is very high today, I said.
Red went black, a polka dot,

Then not. We watched it,
Even though we couldn’t

Spot it anymore at all.
Even after that.

It’s wistful and sad and who hasn’t (as a child or as an adult with a child) “watched it,/Even though we couldn’t/Spot it anymore at all.”

The full article can be found here.

;oD

Jamy

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