Sculpture Park
sit me on a rocky out-cropping
sopping in-ward tears
that tear my thread-bare fabric
once synchronous into separated parts;
my pallid palms plead to palpitate a heart
resuscitate ruptured riddles
of my mother gone
buried deep in clustered grasses
i walk a sculpture park
with: Earth & Sky
Adam & Eve
Clouds Mirrored in metal ellipses
nature meets art on forest trails
and a verdant green meadow
how luminous the blue sky
deciduous frolicking leaves
Don Quixote holding a flower
opens prismatic rainbows in my eyes
my shadow pinned in an archway
to a gorge gorgeous mother gone
she sweeps mysteries with bristles
burnished by time
echoes memories with refracted light
i hear her haunted hum in the wind
call to me devoted daughter
devoid of her fingertip lullabies—
a chill scrapes skin on my scalp
come sit with me mother on this rock
rock me once more as an infant
wrapped in linen in your sweet fleshy arms
when i depart may wildflowers kiss my feet
return me home as a sapling soaked
in shimmery summer trees together
we will weave a vibrant cooling breeze
sculpted with hands that no longer bleed
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Read by Sandra Beth Levy
Sandra Beth Levy has published poetry widely, nationally and internationally, in literary magazines, journals, and anthologies. She has two poems shortlisted for the 2026 Rough Diamond Poetry Prize. Her debut poetry chapbook with Finishing Line Press will be available for presale in October 2026. Find her on Instagram @slevy43.