“Conjugating Verbs After Colorado Burns” by Amy Wray Irish
Sky swept with ash
could have been all the pages
I would have written.
Footsteps lined in ash
could have been all the roads
I might have taken.
Snow laced with ash
could have been a single flake
gray on my lonely tongue.
But it spread. Beyond me
and my old regrets, singular
and cold. This Colorado day
Is the remains of a communal ‘now,’
a present perfect Colorado that flared up
to a stop, died out,
Unable to become the future imagined
by so many. A past that flamed away
so fast we will never forget
What it should have been.
So. Snow laced with ash
could be all the frozen tears
As they fell, are falling, will fall.