Kerri Shying R # 399 - Vale Le Guin

Vale Le Guin

I saw you died   you put the air

behind my pen   drew ice and caves

made places  that sat right

on my tongue 

there were no copses

bonnets

buggies     games of hopscotch

Ursula    the name seemed

even then to be a part

of those constellations above us   while

we lay out on the grass   with Dad

looking up   waiting for Sputnik

while he told us things   about the earth

and we would feel it move

vast and curved

beneath our backs

spoke the words    up to the sky

felt them sink into the ground

take root

and here now

here we are