Maura Harvey's Poetry
Color Memory
Dancing with Daddy
Destined
Fifth Guitar
The Gray-haired Woman
Older Brother
Park Scribe
Sacred Breath
Starfish
Talents
The Nest
The New House
Traveler
Two Volcanoes
Questions for Cuba
Preguntas Para Cuba
The New House
one day we notice that we are growing old
so you build a new house
where the white cottage stood
tractors gouge the sandstone bluff
cement blocks line the hole
we walk the beach
scan the horizon
talk only of the house
sticks sharpen into a chassis
stories climb
a roof lands
skeleton leans against sky
rain
sun
windows crack walls wide
neighbors peer through opening eyes
the house closes shyly in
glistening stairs slide me up
I switch lights on
sweep stone floors
buff marble
polish glass
we run water
visit new darkness
today we walk the beach again
scan the horizon
talk only of the house
again
a shell to crack together