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"Psalm of Morning" by Bernadette McComish

Psalm of Morning

I shall not offer my hand

as it trembles.


As bruises fade, I save one

       for you.


On the edge of loneliness, I fall from kindness

       my bones scattered

       at the foot of a bed.


Keep me in your mouth, between your teeth

       memorize my blood

       as a sailor maps seas.


Lift up your head and thrust open my door

       and without shame come

       within, our hallowed bodies

       no longer full of grace.


Examine the back of my knees, the hair on my thigh

       prove me worthy

       try my flesh beneath palms.


Wash your fingers clean and leave me now

       to seek salvation

       on the pillow

       where you slept.

Bernadette McComish

Born in a blizzard in NY, Bernadette McComish earned an MFA from Sarah Lawrence and an MA in TESOL from Hunter College. Her poems have appeared in The Los Angeles Press, The Cortland Review, For Women Who Roar, Slipstream, Flypaper Magazine, Waxing and Waning, Peregrine, Indolent Books, and Rising Phoenix. Additionally, she won the 2022 Kali Moksha Prize for Poetry, was a finalist for the CD Wright Prize in Poetry, and was a finalist for the New Millennium Writers 41st Poetry Prize. She is the author of two chapbooks: The Book of Johns (Dancing Girl Press, 2018) and Florence Nightingale’s Lost Log (Lily Poetry Chapbooks, 2021). In addition to teaching high school, she also performs poetry and produces shows with The Poetry Society of New York, making poetry accessible to everyone.



Bernadette McComish