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Dog Star
Take today. I want there
to be less
of everything—wind
& worry, of leaves
littering the ground
& love letters, addressee
unknown. Return
to sender—
this, my quarrel
with what
must be
told. No,
I insist, No.
Yet the wind won’t
go away
so easily, the stars remain
& do not grey—
the boy looking
up into them thinks
he’s seeing them first
tonight—it’s true,
here the sky & moon
do meet
in an overgrown field—
nothing here
tall enough to pretend
to reach—even him
amazed at the blue,
even you.
Issue: Spring 2020 / Volume 96/1
Published: March 2, 2020