Out of the Spiritual Closet
In heaven an angel is nobody in particular … George Bernard Shaw


In a fertility clinic freezer,
blue-eyed embryos
sprout wings.

     

Fishermen cast nets
over ice holes
before pregnancy slips.

     

A St. Bernard leads
another miscarriage
from the ledge.

     

From a wailing ambulance
an opaque paramedic
snips at the choking blue
of an umbilical cord.

     

At the maternity hospital
birth is sent home
with a clean bill of health.

     

Shout a round
of snow cones
for the anonymous
angels.

© Karen Knight

Peter Macrow,
Tasmanian Times Poetry Editor.
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