All of us seated around the turned leg mahogany table,
the steel folding table, the kid card table,
extend like Jacob’s ladder. Ascending
and descending, my dear relatives offer assurance
that love moves the well stone, that we wrestle
with ourselves, and our dreams shape our altars.
and descending, my dear relatives offer assurance
that love moves the well stone, that we wrestle
with ourselves, and our dreams shape our altars.
Martin Schneider teaches Writing at the Community Colleges of Spokane. Poems and stories appear in various literary magazines.