NORTH HILLS
I am cracking the egg in my
hand on my chest a thousand ways
today, on the bench I like by
the pansies. What was there
felt all for me, the time of
morning
between rush hour and lunch
break, all but the backed-in
delivery trucks
gone still and inside. A warm
wind started
stirring that felt closer to
nature
than to the office buildings,
as if
coming up from some creek. I
wished
to hear a train whistle for the
simple
papered unfolding of longing a
person feels
going anyplace good and
strange. I am missing
this place early and too
easily; where it used
to be I’d hold it all closed
I’ve instead
extended this open space in me
out.
ABOUT THE POET
Emma Aylor is the author of the
chapbook Twos (Dancing Girl Press, 2014). Her poems have appeared
inHandsome, the Adirondack Review, Two Serious Ladies, Vinyl, and
elsewhere.
ABOUT SUGAR HOUSE REVIEW
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