Cynthia Pitman

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POETRY

to Chuck Harmeling

Hold a parable
in the palm of your hand.
Cup it gently.
Do not clutch it or squeeze it,
seeking simply meaning from it.
Scraping the skin of it
will not release
the epiphany that awaits you.
Just a gentle curve of a cradling palm
will leave it open to the light
of the glorious sun.
Soon a sweet rain will shower down
and create shoots that spring forth
and burst with blooms of color and scent.
Their pollen — a holy anointment —
will saturate the air.
Breathe in.
Understanding will grow.


Cynthia Pitman, author of The White Room, Blood Orange, and Breathe, has been published in Spirit Fire Review, Amethyst, Third Wednesday (One Sentence Poem finalist), Saw Palm (Pushcart Prize nominee), and others, and in anthologies Pain and Renewal, Brought to Sight, All This Sweet Work, and Nothing Divine Dies.


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