Resurget Cineribus1

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Isaac Ginsberg Miller

 

A fire in the middle of
the night, my head whipping
back to watch the embers
warp the black. A light,
neither epiphany nor end.

In childhood I’d don
a glossy helmet and climb
through splintering beams,
imagining a cape of smoke.

Now at the height of humid
summer I walk past elders
gardening the empty
plot next to their home.

Where the floorboards lay
they now tend heirlooms,
harvesting each bulb before
the stalks go to seed.

Alongside them, a basket
filled with cabbage and corn.
Twining the fence line:
marigolds, indigo bellflowers,
snapdragons.


1Speramus Meliora; Resurget Cineribus,” Latin: “We Hope For Better Things; It Shall Rise From the Ashes.” Motto of the City of Detroit.

Isaac Ginsberg Miller’s poetry has appeared in journals such as Callaloo, The Collagist, Colorado Review, Sonora Review, The Shallow Ends, and Tupelo Quarterly. His chapbook Stopgap won The Sow’s Ear Poetry Review Chapbook Contest, and is forthcoming in 2019.