Fall 2006 • Vol. XXVIII No. 4 PoetryOctober 1, 2006 |

The Lost Sister

She was a master of childhood, very green,very given to play, very sleepy, very grit of gray.I, I was a shadow in a tree for no one to see,I was a piece of ice in a tidal sweep.When she laughed the sea made order of disorder.I was a shadow in a tree, a stainalong the thawing bough for no one to see. In her life, the hours pass casually.Snow continues to pile on snow,the dust in the corners of the old farmhousegrows like mice in the winter.I, I was the snow that fell too soon,before the ground had frozen enough to catch meand make me stick.

Already have an account? Login

Join KR for even more to read.

Register for a free account to read five free pieces a month from our current issue and digital archive.
Register for Free and Read This Piece



Or become a subscriber today and get complete, immediate access to our digital archives at every subscription level.
Meghan O’Rourke, a poet and essayist, is the author of three collections of poetry, most recently Sun In Days. The recipient of a Guggenheim Fellowship and two Pushcart Prizes, she teaches in the writing programs at NYU and Princeton.

Read More

Subscribe

Your free registration with Kenyon review incudes access to exclusive content, early access to program registration, and more.

Donate

With your support, we’ll continue 
to cultivate talent and publish extraordinary literature from diverse voices around the world.