Six poems by Marisa Siegel

Updated: Nov 22

Emily & the world

Tedious summer sun

refuses setting,

keeps time —

makes mind

of buzzy bees.

There was bird,

then there wasn’t.

Bird bring night,

plead —

wingspan measured


Let bird free only

to know it never was


Bird is neck, collared

promise —

hand held out

until it can’t.

& how to account

for the bird who’ll sing

after the moon rises?

Dear Emily,