By CLARA CHIU

Photo courtesy of author.

Amherst, Massachusetts

I. Tablecloth Winter

We are holding the edges of the fabric,
throwing the center into the air.
& even in dusk this cloth
billowing over our heads 
makes a souvenir of home:
mother & child in snowglobe.
Yet we are warm here, beneath
this dome, & what light slips through
drapes the dining room white.