Bottled

An appropriate message for a bottle, this piece toys with longing and nostalgia, but with an airiness that lends unmistakable charm.
send me a quilt, to keep me warm in Coventry,
  some light novels, too, the better
  to while away the time with
  until you join me here.
  
  amber-bottled, the curling note
  of scrawling script, goes on:
  bring firewood, too, and some tea,
  a kettle and some cups
  
  to break the morning, long before
  the sun slips down and I
  sleep again in the shade and
  some news of you, too,
  
  and a red lipstick, blue undertoned, a 
  flint for fire, writing paper and
  more bottles, please, there is 
  so much more I want to say,
  
  counting the leaves of ivy until
  I see you next  
MaryAnn McCarra-Fitzpatrick was born in the Bronx in 1967. She holds a B.A. in English from Manhattan College. She has been published in Obsolete Magazine, Make Room for Dada, The Mount Vernon Inquirer, Mount Vernon Today, Westchester Times Tribune, Mount Vernon Independent, and Contemporary Literary Horizon. She lives with her husband and three boys in Mount Vernon, New York.




