(again, yesterday's) poem #22


phboovf. is it the sound
a baby's butt makes
landing, bare, on thick carpet
or is it the muffled fart that follows?

agyer. is it the mildly alarmed cry
following the fall
or the gently amused coo
following the fart?

what a beautiful life to have a child,
the ithaca of my every day made clear.
what a simple joy to watch her
sneeze and sigh,
to hold her in my arms, my heart,
to keep her near.

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Blogger Lisa said...

Sneezing, sighing and farting... that's about the size of it.

4:24 PM  

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