I Am Fashioned from a Gourdby Alicia Elkort
carved with an ordinary awl.
I am the bluest mountain
beyond the desert where Moses
wept. I am ribbed flaxen & sweet
peas dusting the air—
nine shooting stars transfixed
against a violent sky.
I am candles burning each Friday night,
stubborn and proud. Esther’s granddaughter
daughter of Edythe, great-granddaughter
of Rosalie and Anna. I am a shot
of whiskey before bed and a bicycle ride
Sunday morning while the city sleeps
beneath alabaster fog. I am one year
in a hospital bed as my father relearns
walking on polio-battled bones, a memory
that will carry him through his years.
I am the party where my parents met,
jazz musicians drumming through the Cold War.
I am a ballerina, a perfect arabesque
like silk, like humming.
I make landfall where New Mexico
and Russia converge on the axis—
sopapillas with honey and braided chiles
hanging in the larder, black tea
with a sugar cube on the tongue.
I am from the hope of immigrants
with nothing to lose but life.
Alicia Elkort has been nominated thrice for the Pushcart, twice for Best of the Net and once for the Orisons Anthology. Her first book of poetry will be published in 2022 by Stillhouse Press. She was the finalist in the 2019 Two Sylvias Press Book Prize and has been published in numerous journals and anthologies. She lives in Santa Fe, NM. For more info or to watch her two video poems visit http://aliciaelkort.mystrikingly.com/.