Heartbreak
janine canan
How could you, stone by stone, tear down our house,
where rooms flared from the spiraling center
and doves cooed in the dreaming sun.
How could you contemptuously turn
and rage down our aspiring tower,
that gazed beyond bridges into every direction.
How could you abandon those spaces young and yearning,
gutting our cupboard, bed and hearth,
while the sun gilded the West with sacred fire.
How could you storm past hummingbirds sipping
at fuchsia altars, and flee the guardian pines at the gate,
just as I shattered, and our love was born.
