Rest in Peace Bing, my paternal Grandmother, who passed away peacefully on Saturday just gone. I will always remember her at her happiest on the farm in the early morning. The gentle quiet and the birds. All my love.
The fantail is tying
a complex knot,
as if as an illustration,
about one spot
in the air
and then drawing it sharp;
on some frailer string –
the tangled line
in the sun
of a beetle, or other living thing;
It chops that end
this fantail, in its mantilla –
the blur –
goes off once more, taut; not far
Again, like some applause-igniting
it flourishes a
on that elaborate bow –
is adding, everywhere,
finishing touches to the morning.
~ Robert Gray, New & Selected Poems (1995)
3 responses to “A poem for my Grandmother”
A wonderful tribute.
Bree, sorry to hear about this. Take care.