Submitted By Cynthia Pitman
dedicated to Kevin Nagle
Outside, a smoke-brown hummingbird
flutters by the feeder,
then floats on the cold wind
to a spindly stick of a branch,
strung sparse with wintered leaves,
in the gray San Francisco fog.
Inside, we mourn.
About the Poet
Cynthia Pitman began writing poetry again this past spring after a 30-year hiatus. She has since had poetry published in Vita Brevis, Right Hand Pointing, Adelaide Literary Magazine, Ekphrastic Review, Literary Yard, Amethyst Review, Postcard Poems and Prose, and Leaves of Ink. She has had fiction published in Red Fez and has fiction forthcoming in Saw Palm: Florida Literature and Art.
For the first time in nearly five years, Vita Brevis is closed for submission. Read the full story here.
Lovely expression of grief.
Well penned in few words.
Thank you so much. I wrote this poem about my son-in-law, who passed away unexpectedly on 11/26/18.
Sorry for your loss, Cynthia. Thank you for sharing your grief with us in this piece.
Thank you, Susi.