Resolution, K. Comber

Letter from the Author: For the prompt, Resolution, I resolved to edit and rework a poem that I published before it was ready. "Lost" became "Resolution," and this poem has blossomed under revision. 

Resolution 

By Katy Comber 

I resolve 

to name this restlessness

in my bones

I resolve 

toward bravery as I sway here, lost

to my surroundings

I resolve to fight the

windmills that thread deep

in what I wonder of my soul:

      (spirit, fraction of a whole,

       a vein of a needle about to shed

       from a grand Muir tree)

I resolve

to hug these

tsunami waves

To sit, calm, in this blur

breathe in and out 

my purposeful temporary-ness

     (while others fall permanently 

      at rest returning to the dust 

      that calls to me, daily)

I resolve 

to find my anchor that pulls 

and binds me to this world

--and--

to these fallen

sculptures molded by the same hand

I resolve

to wrestle to understand

this restlessness

I resolve 

to name it

title it. own it. know it. 

I resolve to hope.