PREMONITION BY CORA MCCANN LIDERBACH

Gulls slice the air, wheeling, calling
The moon dips into a sky-blue sea
All my senses tingle
We walk the lake at sunset

The moon dips into a sky-blue sea
Clouds drift by—the trees bare
We walk the lake at sunset
I tremble at your words

Clouds drift by—the trees bare
You say I’m done here—
I tremble at your words
Your arm is the raft I cling to

You say I’m done here—
I thought we were your harbor
Your arm is the raft I cling to
My body quakes with loss

I thought we were your harbor—
My body quakes with loss
All my senses tingle
Gulls slice the air, wheeling, calling