Some Too Fragile

Adapted from Emily Dickinson’s poem by Bryce Hollander

       Some to Fragile for the winter winds, the thoughtful grave encloses.

Tenderly tucking them in from frost before their feet are cold.

Never the treasures in her nest the cautious grave exposes.

Earth where silent lay the bones of Mothers left alone.

This covert have all the children early aged and often cold.

This covert holds all the Fathers worked right to their weary bones.

Sparrows unnoticed by the sunbeams , deer for whom time had not a fold.

Not a fold.