The Cedarville Review 2018

24 THE CEDARVILLE REVIEW Poetry by Lydia Matzal CHRISTENED HER “TISSUE” Translucent purple petals spring from crystallized snow, Bubble-strewn glass softens as puddles grow, Mild breezes forget to be shy, Singing bluebirds soar through unsoiled sky. But fragile fingers won’t stir the crocuses, Delicate eyes unable to unfold, Budding lungs won’t fill with first breath, Tiny ears powerless to hear the bluebird’s return.