Grace
Kelli Russell Agodon
Even those who are living well
are tired, even the rock star
who swallowed the spotlight,
even the caterpillar asleep
in an unbalanced cocoon.
Who knows how
to be happy when a lamb
is birthed just to be slaughtered
at a later date?
It's so tiring
how every day is also a miracle----
the drunk bees in the plum
blossoms, the sliver of sun
through the branches----
then on an early morning
walk we find the farmer's
granddaughter has fallen
in love with the lamb,
so it will be saved
and named Grace.
And we are spared,
for a moment, from a new
loss and life frolics
across a field of wildflowers
never knowing all it has escaped.
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p2: defenestrate
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