Ribbons, Volume 14, Number 2, Spring/Summer 2018

The Calligraphy of Clouds


father reads
the horizon like Braille
each cloud
another augury
of his reckoning

the thunder
of round-bellied clouds
giving birth
too little, too late
for rattleboned fields

blue sky
and the calligraphy
of clouds
my sister waves a wand
of unripened barley