We are two stones,
Rubbed smooth in a glass house.
At night we dream of an irresistible force.

You dream of standing
Against it, tall and solid,
Unbudging.

I dream it hurls me.
Shattering the window-wall,
I roll downhill with abandon.

By day we stand sentinel by a stream
Flowing Frank-Lloyd-Wright-style
Through our clear dwelling.

Side by side we contemplate
Until, moldering unashamed,
We are carried away.

Lorna Wood is a violinist and writer in Auburn, Alabama, who began writing seriously when her youngest son went to high school. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in great weather for MEDIA (2020 anthology), Poetry South (2018 Pushcart nominee), and Luminous Echoes (poems shortlisted for Into the Void’s 2016 poetry contest), among others.

She has also published fiction, creative nonfiction, and scholarly essays, and she is Senior Editor of Gemini Magazine.