Poetry by Sharon Auberle
…you may be the one who is needed, the one who is there.Desmond Tutu
maybe I am the one who is needed now this autumn morning in our merciless year of 2020 for I am the one who is here placing tall sunflowers in a vase by the window sharing with passersby their gilded faces they bring their bravado to my life in these unspeakable times sometimes a small hope for a moment or two that we will not perish while the world is burning turning into an inferno 19 years ago in this season the towers were burning 3000 people died the death toll now of this hideous plague has reached over 200,000 I can’t begin to take it all in -- tanks in the savaged streets men and women of peace falling falling falling overflowing hospitals and morgues the newly homeless under apocalyptic Western skies the smoke the flames the dying animals red clouds above the Pacific which means peace but there is no peace to be found today so I drink in the flowers the diamond bright sky here for now and I think again of the days after 9/11 empty skies overhead the deserted roads I walked in fear how shock and terror accompanied me their icy hands in my unwilling ones and I was soothed then only by the song of an unseen bird and a single lily blooming in a neighbor’s window today a masked man passes by my house looks up and sees me watching sees the flowers beaming their joy to him and he can’t help but wave beneath the mask I think he is smiling though all around us brooding clouds mass and the life-giving light slowly fades
Sharon Auberle is a poet and photographer who served as Door County Poet Laureate for 2017-19. She has authored a number of books, including her most recent, Dovetail, a book of sketches and poems, co-authored with poet and artist Jeanie Tomasko, which won the WFOP Chapbook of the Year award. Auberle continues to write and take pictures, inspired by her love of the land, trees and waters of this stunningly beautiful place where she gets to live.