Blue and Red Things by Laura Solomon

First Banshee

It comes out of arson
bearing aprons of berries.
It comes in stealth,
not by night,
but by prolonged days
that resemble the final
white cinders.
By a river without warning
it comes in pith,
with wings at the shoulder,
blades at the breath,
to turn water into anything
but ice is a miracle.

by Laura Solomon

from her new book, Blue and Red Things

published by Ugly Duckling Presse