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Poetry | August 2010

On His Second Birthday

By Wendy Wisner

Finally I look up from our life,
the window wet and fogged,
trees bloodshot and burgeoning.
I loved a boy and now I love another.
Each has slept all night on my chest,
red tongue flicking my heart.

Soon I must learn to wake alone.
Tell me how to live in this burning world.

4 replies on “On His Second Birthday”

Julian says:
August 2, 2010 at 8:34 pm

Fortunately at times ones thoughts do not turn to the burning world.

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Kim McMechansays:
August 6, 2010 at 9:28 am

Oh, My. God.
I love this one.

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Elizabeth Wilsonsays:
August 6, 2010 at 5:58 pm

Wendy, I love the precision of your words, their startling trajectory and resonance.

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Kristy Sneddensays:
February 1, 2021 at 8:24 am

This is so beautiful. I just discovered your poetry and I love it!

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