A Poem by Carol Hoenig

Sisters
by Carol Hoenig

You were there first, suspended in time
forming beneath the maternal heartbeat
until you wormed your way down the canal
emerging in to a world flooded by light
First daughter, you were. You are.

Time beat on while I began taking shape
in a place where there’d been no trace of you
no familial message scratched on the walls
Did the bubble burst before or after?
Perhaps not till later—much later
Second daughter, me. Always, second daughter.

Carol will be at The Gazebo on June 29th.
http://www.carolhoenig.com/

The Summer Gazebo Readings feature 4 author/poets each Monday evening in June, July and August, 7 pm at Schoolhouse Green in Oceanside, NY. See the links to the right for our schedule and directions. Bring a lawn chair and come on down!