Distant Brother  |  Davida Chazan

Your delicate crystal dome of silence
and perspex-distorted visions,
intensified by this death,
magnify the fractures on your mute veneer;
not diminish our riven past.

Revelations on fibrous glass
and shards of opaque sorrow
bursting across the expanse
can shatter into relief.

Transmit your slivers of mourning to me;
request no reply.
I'll retrieve them to be smashed
back into sand.