From Vermeer’s Light: Poems 1996—2006, published by Talonbooks in 2007.
She carries my chair, she carries my walker, she carries my commode, she drops my heart so hard it breaks into a hundred pieces and they all follow her, in love like Jupiter in orbit. She hands me my crutches. I carry my soul to her and say here, that’s all I got to say. Now, at last, she says, you have a good attitude.
