Grief’s People

GRIEF’S PEOPLE

by JENNIFER BADOT

At the spring equinox my grief spun
the sun’s light into small people.

I gathered them and set them
to live in the ground

to tend the seeds
to pick at them

and burst them.
They were grim 

in their work,
though their tiny axes

gleamed. Beneath the new
green that year

it was a factory of tears
that saw the flowers born. 

Jennifer Badot is a poet based in Somerville, Massachusetts. Her poems have appeared in The Boston Globe, the Boston Phoenix Literary Supplement, Stuff Magazine, lift, Studia Mystica and elsewhere.