Salvation of Bread

 

Every time sorrow

is a rock to the skull

 

I chant up a stove

it’s belly all fire bloom 

 

as I beg any ancestor

Tell me how it’s done.

 

Listen, they say,

kick fear into air with rye meal

 

deny loss as you feed wild yeast,

accept tears with more salt, more water

 

mix into slurry, into dough

into dark disc bread.

 

To break open,

to taste sun, 

 

the center hole through which  

one can finally see blue sky. 

 

Art by Evan

 

 

Salvation of Bread by Diane Jarvenpa won first place in Saint Paul Almanac’s Break Through Writing Contest in the category of poetry.

Diane Jarvenpa is the author of The Way She Told her Story, The Tender Wild Things, Divining the Landscape, swift, bright, drift and Ancient Wonders, The Modern World. She has received The Midwest Independent Publishers Association Award and an Artist Initiative grant from the Minnesota State Arts Board. She is a teaching artist with the Alzheimer’s Poetry Project MN.  She is also a singer-songwriter performing under the name Diane Jarvi. www.dianejarvi.com

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