You Are Here
Julia Klatt Singer
He loves maps. Draws his way down roads
through mountains passes, cross deep ravines.
Colors his world in greens and grays. Labels
each kingdom after an animal, after the weather.
You are here, he says. Places me in a lush valley,
gives me a river, a southern view. Squirrels
To the north of me, ravens to the east &
To the west, untamable desires.
In his world, there is no death, no hunger
no grief, no need.
In my world, I watch the yellow leaves carpet
the ground, circle the trunk they’ve fallen from.
If I could steal their beauty, their unknowing
Effortless beauty, if I could wear summer on my back
and in my veins carry all the love I need to fall like this;
if I could fall like this, blanket the ground in gold
be the wind that stirs your heart, be the bend
in the horizon you’ve always wanted to reach,
be the sun you cup in your bare hands.