Dare the wish you dare to wish on morning’s last star: / That every creature be mated and warm, / every couple coupled and quickened
I would rather lose him than remember lies. Loss is real and heavy / and as hard to carry and balance as a shuttle of slack coal
We want bright lights. / We want a voice / of god, or reason, recent studies / / roaring in our heads
I am left holding / / a fleeting scent of adornment / and shorn roots, their seep / hushed.
Where lime dissolved / bones, rise limestone walls, / mosaic saints
the unnamed letters in the alphabet of atonement; / the bright curve that highlights shadow, and equally / the shadow that shows us the lineaments of light;
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some solace when the mice chew through the rafters & open / the sky to our song
I am fine by daylight. Nighttime / brings the raccoons’ nest / / ripped from its high wedge