Stone. Stone. Memory.

by Karla Linn Merrifield

–in memoriam Beau Cutts, with a line from Marla Popova’s “The Paradox of Active Surrender: Jeanette Winterson on How Learning to Understand Art Transform Us”

There, a few words.
A little syntax makes
a clearing in the silence.
I place ancient stones—
Vishnu schist— on gravestones
in Jewish cemeteries, remembering.

Thus is the dormant power
of art awakened, speaking
a few words again today:
Wave. Wave. Memory.
A little context makes
a clearing in the distance.

Though lost at sea, you send on every wave
another carbon molecule of remembrance.

Karla Linn Merrifield, a nine-time Pushcart-Prize nominee and National Park Artist-in-Residence, has had 600+ poems appear in dozens of journals and anthologies. She has 13 books to her credit, the newest of which is her forthcoming Psyche’s Scroll, a full-length poem, published by The Poetry Box Selects. She is assistant editor and poetry book reviewer for The Centrifugal Eye. Visit her blog, Vagabond Poet Redux, at

Copyright 2018, Karla Linn Merrifield

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