Sliver of Sunlight – Lois Marie Harrod

A sliver we say
as if to the host
as if we could cut it
like sharp cheddar.

As if we could tweeze it
like a splinter,
embedded in our thigh,
black ache unnoticed
until night
when we bathe away
the day.

As if we could
restore it, the shard
to its broken black ware,
make it whole

You’ve noticed lately,
haven’t you,
the shavings
in the sometimes trees?

Lois HarrodLois Marie Harrod’s Fragments from the Biography of Nemesis (Cherry Grove Press) and the chapbook How Marlene Mae Longs for Truth (Dancing Girl Press) appeared in 2013. Nightmares of the Minor Poet appeared June 2016. She teaches Creative Writing at The College of New Jersey.