Departure
I would like to see you
I would like to see you through
I would like
to see you float, how you wisp
how you raven-bound blow
from olive tree to oak
how you buoy up
tide’s depth unrelentless
secret-whisper a notebook
you hide in your dresser
lists of lovers by lovers
would like to see
you dance, hoisted overhead
chairs dangling, to see you work
sanding, sawing, see you stretch
down to earth, see you sing
hearth and heartland. I would like
you to sing again
would like you to sing
to my trodden head
to sing sleep a sound
song a lullabye.
I would like you to hum
as I fall asleep.
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