“After Hearing of His Passing” by Rose McLarney (poetry ’10)

After Hearing of His Passing

I kept sliding lemon under the skin
and herbs into the openings
of a chicken, its cold countering

the recalled warmth of eggs
in the time when we
collected them fresh

from beneath hens. Our hands,
feather-brushed, found ways
to come near one another.

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