Visions
by Rosemarie Crisafi
Mother looks away.
Hubble captures a lotus in a square with four gates.
Father stands in a doorway.
A cosmic clock ticks in an archway,
Membrane tears as his stare penetrates.
Mother looks away.
Hubble detects the dark hole in the Milky Way.
Inside a ghost awaits.
Father stands in a doorway
On a world faraway,
A clock tossed, spins; a face rotates.
Mother looks away.
Footsteps approach in the hallway.
In casement, camera flashes, imprinting plates.
Father stands in a doorway.
Bronze statue blocks the way.
Chemicals release as she waits
Mother looks away.
Father stands in a doorway.
Copyright © 2004, Rosemarie Crisafi
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Rosemarie Crisafi lives in Wappingers Falls, New York. She works in White Plains, New York for a non-for-profit agency that serves individuals with disabilities. She has poems accepted for future publication at Millers Pond, Ancient Paths, Experimental Poetry.com, and The Carriage House Review.