For Those of Us Forced to Flee
By Jane Muschenetz
Honeybee Poetry Prize
For those of us forced to flee
the world is forever shrinking down to a single question:
What can you carry?
The suitcase of your heart closed tight
on all the things there was no room to bring--
your memories of "home," the snowflake moments
of your youth, the blooming Lilac tree
outside your bedroom window... a heavy burden
saps your strength on the long journey, bring
only what you need.
Homes can be built again,
a new tree can be rooted.
When you have nothing left to plant, become the seed.