State of Rapture by Mari Fitzpatrick

My mother has trouble remembering my name.
Fifty years ago, they'd say she was mad as snakes.
I think she is one of the saved
who lives in the State of Rapture.

There on this separate plane
she shares beauty and light
with others who are embraced by angels.
And while we keep watch on a shell
she looks down.

2007, Fitzpatrick

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