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Darn Lucky

 

 

 

It happens, you know—the day opens itself

like a tulip in a warm room, and you meet someone

who amazes you with their willingness

to be a thousand percent alive, someone

who makes you feel grateful to be you.

 

And it’s as if life has been keeping a beautiful

secret from you—like the fact that they make

elderberry flowers into wine. Like muscadine.

Like the yellow-green floral scent of quince.

Like the perfect knot for tying your shoes.

 

And it turns out life does have wonderful

secrets waiting for you. Even when the news

makes you cry. Even when some old pain returns,

that’s when you will meet this new friend.

Someone wholly themselves. Someone

 

who makes you smile in the kitchen, a smile so real

that when you go out, the whole world notices.

It’s enough to make you want to wake up in the morning.

To go into the day. To be unguarded as a tulip, petals

falling open. You never know who you might meet.

 

 

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this ramshackle heart—

who’d guess there’s

a baby grand inside

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carrying that sled

uphill for so long, I forgot

it was for riding

*

shedding the roof

when the house no longer fits—

now nothing between us and the stars

*

but I miss the weight

say the hands, too free after

setting down the stone chest

*

running full speed

into my own fear, I ricochet

into the arms of god

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New Neighbor

So surprising,
that elephant when he walked
through the door clearly marked
elephant, a door
I never knew I had.

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On your head,
the first of the blackbirds sits.
Another alights
on my shoulder.
Another on your shoulder.
My head. Your lap. My lap.
My other shoulder. It is
a dark, uncomfortable weight,
though there’s also
the shock that it’s happening
at all. Where did
these birds come from?
And how is it they happened
to land here?
And so who could blame us
for laughing out loud
when what had begun
to feel like a burden
turns into a riot
of wing and black feather
and careless cawing,
oh hell, let’s join them,
it makes no sense,
whee! caw, caw, caw.

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Four More Surprises

rhymed in ice
the old cottonwood tree—
an altar for emptiness

*

that rock in the highway—
only the drivers think
it’s out of place

*

elk in the windshield—
taking time to notice
how brown its eyes

*

when I forgot
I was waiting, the flower
opened

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balanced on a twig—
two blue dragonflies and
all that space between them

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the story, calloused
and gnarled, inside it
red leaping blood

*

picking up the moon
like a telephone to dial
your number, of course

*

contemplating
dessert for
the Armageddon

*

opening a can
of worms to find
rose petals

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