Journal Article
Reaching for the Phone (Cortland Review; November 2017)
Authors: Rob Jackson
Reaching for the Phone
When you'd gone, I couldn't unwrap grief
with the wreaths and presents,
like opening the panes
of the hand-drawn Advent calendar early.
On the twelfth day the ornaments came down,
each glass bird shrouded in tissue,
the lights a bundled tangle.
At Epiphany, we burned trees at dusk
in a circle of hands, blaze to ashes.
I touched the glowing embers
of my phone, then darkened them, undialed,
the receiving line dead.
Cold wedged in
like a box sealed for the last time.
Journal Name
Cortland Review
Publication Date
2017
DOI
Reaching for the Phone