Rose Auslander: When the wind blows

When the wind blows

& your fences fall & birds nest in your petunias & your daughter walks into your words
                             & you lose her there

when lightning burns a path in a random paragraph & your body refuses to walk that path
                           or take you much of anywhere

when your lips ache from saying nothing

when bombs fall on the home your grandparents once fled & for a moment you’re relieved
                       they’re already safely dead

when the sun can’t bear to rise

when it gets to you, how your legs won’t carry you out to deadhead old blooms & rebuild fences  
                      & fix the moon in its orbit

when all you can do is sit

when your daughter comes to sit with you

here is a morning to hold in your hands.

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