Uncle Ray: Hannah Jane Weber

Uncle Ray
by Hannah Jane Weber


during his small funeral in my grandparents’ living room
I hide behind the couch and discover a rip in its fabric

the adults speak of Uncle Ray’s life in long, mournful sentences
while I pluck tufts of feathers from the green brocade
and blow them like dandelion seeds

but my wishes do not bring him back
or the pieces of family he took with him when he left

we are carried away in the currents of his death
until we parachute into grief and take root in its soil

Hannah Jane Weber

Hannah Jane Weber’s poetry has been published in numerous journals including, I-70 Review, Plainsongs, The Poeming Pigeon, Ponder Review, Rosebud, and Slippery Elm. She is also a recipient of the Dylan Thomas American Poet Prize. Hannah Jane is a children’s librarian and tennis enthusiast. She lives with her husband and their golden retrievers.

http://HannahJaneWeber.com
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