Love does boast (or, Elegy for a Child)

but Ephesians says be completely humble.
I’d like to say I’ve seen a humble spark
not fizzle out or fuel a fire. Just
maintain within the limits of its burn.

I’d like to say I’ve seen a humble spark
turn into wood itself—deciduous.
Maintain within the limits of its burn
and never turn to ash. And maybe not

turn into wood itself. Deciduous
milk teeth of children shed after a time
and never, turn to ash and maybe not.
This time, don’t brush the fire off your shoulder.

Milk teeth of children shed after a time
of death. The gums drained of their blood. Feel it
this time. Don’t brush the fire off your shoulder.
Feel the burn of a baby’s bite on toughened nipples.

Erica is the author of three books of poetry: When Rap Spoke Straight to God, winner of the 2018 Florida Book Awards Gold Medal for Poetry; The Small Blades Hurt, winner of the 2016 Poets’ Prize, and Big-Eyed Afraid, winner of the 2006 Anthony Hecht Prize. Her poems have appeared in Blackbird, The Believer, Virginia Quarterly Review, and other journals. Her poems have appeared in several anthologies, including Best American Poetry 2008, 2012, and 2015, Resistance, Rebellion, Life: 50 Poets Now, and American Society: What Poets See. Her prose has appeared in The Rumpus. She has been featured on PBS Newshour, and in The New York Times Magazine, and O, The Oprah Magazine.

 

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