Ghosts and Grace - Lisa Owens Viani

[Lawrence Robinson]

Ghosts and Grace

The site is eerie:
a brick factory
with tall windowed eyes
dated 1892, where
silkworms (Bombyx mori)
were 'harvested' in their soft cocoons--
the silkmoths never flew. Instead
their thread was used in cord,
fabrics, parachutes for war.

Today, hidden behind what is
now a boutique hotel, an ancient
Canary Island palm tree stands still
in a courtyard, sheltering the mill’s
skeletons: round brick kiln,
a water tower’s metal scaffolding.

Over and over, a phoebe sails
from tower to smokestack,
and back to a window ledge
where her babies have fledged.
She chases insects while
the spirits of moths hover and
the young birds flutter, wait to be fed.

	- Lisa Owens Viani
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