A Chaplet for Lana
I doubt you are quiet even now
And why should you be
Now that your voice is unclasped
From the coarse line of our limitations
Your words freed from their pins
Like white-sleeved specters
Caught in a breeze or untangled
From the strophes of your skirt
As you walk unhurried
Toward a world bent west
Arriving always
To the chime of fresh things
And what more you can say now
That every port is yours
Yours our unreachable provinces
-Martha Serpas
Martha Serpas is a native of Louisiana. She is the author of two books of poems, Côte Blanche (New Issues, 2002) and The Dirty Side of the Storm (W. W. Norton, 2006). Her poems have appeared in The New Yorker, The New York Times Book Review, Image: A Journal of the Arts and Religion, Southwest Review, and are included in American Religious Poetry (Library of America). She served as visiting associate professor of religion and literature in 2005 and is on the regular faculty of the University of Tampa.
Contributions in Lana Schwebel's memory may be made to
Yeshiva University (www.yu.edu)
Barnard College (www.barnard.columbia.edu)
Chabad of Irkutsk (www.fjc.ru/irkutsk)
or to the charity of your choice.
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