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                  for Laure-Anne Bosselaar
 
 
If I can’t love all of it, I can at least love
what is good in this moment—
these three fresh-cut roses on the table
in a small clear vase, their fragrance
mingling with the scent of lemon blossoms
that arrives through the open French windows.
This moment with its wall full of poetry books
and their welcoming spines.
This moment in a spacious room
with white couches and white curtains
and a white quilt on a king-sized bed.
I can love this place I have been lucky enough’
to land for one night,
this place with its jacaranda tree visited
by a peregrine falcon each morning,
this place steeped in the musings
of Hoagland and Lux, this place
with three fresh lemons set beside my backpack
that I will take home with me and slice
into my water glass. And I believe
I will love that moment, too,
when I taste the sharp sweetness
and look back on this moment
when I feel so cared for, so carried
by a woman who wrapped her arms
around me tonight and said she was glad
we were together. We said the word glad again
and again, as if a word could somehow
contain all this goodness,
which of course, it didn’t, no,
in fact, it amplified all this good
until, like a lemon tree bowing to the weight
of its own abundance, I too felt like bowing
to every little thing saying glad, glad, glad.
 

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