Marian Calabro
But I want to carry the boulder
But I want to carry the boulder
Carrying the boulder gives me something to do
Carrying the boulder gives me everything to do
Peering around the boulder tells me where to look
Is that snow in the air or flower petals
They feel the same when they hit the boulder
The boulder has an aura that I lack
The dog follows at my side
I can’t drop the boulder because it will scare the dog
Green grass makes a good place to set the boulder down
But I want to carry the boulder to a hill
I want to see the boulder roll
The boulder will roll down a steep hill
The boulder will thunder and fall silent
The boulder will settle in the valley
At home with other boulders
I won’t be able to tell my boulder apart
My boulderless arms will feel light
But where will I go without my boulder
Can I retrace my steps with a field of emptiness
In front of me
Will the dog remember
Should I roll after my boulder
Should I uproot a tree
Try to carry that
Some days it’s hard to let go of anything