She Carries

GEORGE BOWERING

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From Vermeer’s Light: Poems 1996—26, published by Talonbooks in 27.

She carries my chair,she carries my walker,she carries my commode,she drops my heart so hard it breaks into a hundred pieces and they all follow her,in love like Jupiter in orbit. She hands me my crutches. I carrymy soul to her and say here, that’s all I got to say.Now, at last, she says, you have a good attitude.

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