So many preparations for the FEAST! I am a bit lost and uncertain of what would be a FAVOR and what would be a nuisance. I am willing to FORAY into the unknown, to take a risk in order to be helpful. Alas, my usual go-tos are not called for: no pretty FLORA in family heirloom vases, no cooking tasks assigned. Instead, it’s a time to wait patiently on the sidelines, with small gestures of support and an abundance of love.

Georg’ann

I hear her stir, wonder if she’ll wake or just shift position.
Maternal instinct has roused me from sleep,
now I wait in quiet anticipation
the soft glow of the NIGHT
light coming from the bathroom,
a CRACK between two spaces.
Wired for survival,
in a time where danger is
the air we breathe
SPEAR in hand, ready to pierce.
Is it still possible to MARRY vigilance and rest?
Returning to this moment,
her breath is steady, I release
Ready to join her ABORD the
dream ship
sailing toward an island
abundant with vibrant FLORA
Nothing to fear, we sleep.

Heather