Yearning
Yearning
Child's crib,
Divining like a vivid dream:—
Untying an ants' nest quelled by rain,
Released to distance,
Return— Whose resurrection?
Cows back to the barn,
sheep to their fold,—
Chicken roost,
pigpen, or dovecote
A true birth coupled with blood
startles me awake—
startles me awake—
Child's crib,
or crypt.
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