Supplication in October

Kathleen McGookey

  At bedtime, in the near dark, I ask my dead parents for help. Then I gather the dead grandparents, dead in-laws, dead great-greats into my personal flock. They’re just mist in the field, owls flying into the dusk, but the moment I name each one, they’re here. What can you do for me? I ask. The sun disappeared a long time ago. Please, I say.  Saying what I want isn’t like dropping a coin into a slot. I say, It’s not quite dire. I’m embarrassed to talk this way.  The same tender weather has lingered for weeks—days of sky and golden leaves—so unseasonable for fall. Inside it, I imagine wings descending, wings deflecting, wings closing over this scene, so far below, erasing me.

about the author
Kathleen McGookey

Kathleen McGookey

Kathleen McGookey’s most recent book is Paper Sky (Press 53). Her work has appeared in journals including Copper Nickel, December, Epoch, Field, The Journal of Compressed Creative Arts, On the Seawall, Poetry East, Prairie Schooner, Ploughshares, The Southern Review, and Willow Springs. It has also been featured on American Life in Poetry, Poetry Daily, SWWIM Every Day, and Verse Daily. She lives in Middleville, Michigan.