Rock Me, Mercy

The river stones are listening
because we have something to say.

The trees lean closer today.
The singing in the electrical woods
has gone dumb. It looks like rain
because it is too warm to snow.

Guardian angels,
wherever you’re hiding,
we know you can’t
be everywhere at once.

Have you corralled
all the pretty wild

The memory of ants asleep
in daylilies, roses, holly, & larkspur.

The magpies gaze at us, still
waiting. River stones are listening.

But all we can say now is,
Mercy, please, rock me.


Yusef Komunyakaa, “Rock Me, Mercy” from The Emperor of Water Clocks. Copyright © 2015 by Yusef Komunyakaa.  Reprinted at the Poetry Foundation website by permission of Farrar, Straus and Giroux.

Source: The Emperor of Water (Farrar Straus and Giroux, 2015)