Memorial Day
I face solar panels into the sun.
The smell of burnt grass comforts.
You refuse Earl Grey, then lunch.
When we’re alone I feel edges.
The smell of burnt grass comforts.
You listen to Pema Chödrön.
When we’re alone I feel edges.
Your feet go hard on the maple.
You listen to Pema Chödrön.
The over-exposed sky allows jets.
Your feet go hard on the maple.
Birds flock the feeder after I fill it.
Sunflower seeds scatter the ground.
You refuse Earl Grey, then lunch.
Pema discusses the seeds of doubt.
I face solar panels into the sun.
Author: Kirby Wright Visit Kirby's Website -
Email Kirby Kirby Wright was born and raised in Honolulu, Hawaii. He is a graduate of Punahou School in Honolulu and the University of California at San Diego. He received his MFA in Creative Writing from San Francisco State University. Wright has been nominated for two Pushcart Prizes and is a past recipient of the Jodi Stutz Memorial Prize in Poetry, the Ann Fields Poetry Prize, the Academy of American Poets Award, the Robert Browning Award for Dramatic Monologue, and Arts Council Silicon Valley Fellowships in Poetry and The Novel. BEFORE THE CITY, his first poetry collection, took First Place at the 2003 San Diego Book Awards. Wright is also the author of the companion novels PUNAHOU BLUES and MOLOKA’I NUI AHINA, both set in Hawaii. He was a Visiting Fellow at the 2009 International Writers Conference in Hong Kong, where he represented the Pacific Rim region of Hawaii. He was also a Visiting Writer at the 2010 Martha’s Vineyard Residency in Edgartown, Mass., and the 2011 Artist in Residence at Milkwood International, Czech Republic. His futuristic novel THE END, MY FRIEND is forthcoming in 2013.
2 comments
London Home Inventory says:
Aug 10, 2012
Is this your poem? It’s very good!
Kirby Wright says:
Aug 24, 2012
hi emma, this is kirby wright, thank you so much for your generous comment.
i have some other work in the uk now, such as un. of chester’s FLASH Magazine and also Sein und Werden Magazine out of Manchester.
thanks again!