Sunday, January 31, 2010

David M. Harris

KNOCKED INCAUTIOUS

Cozy little hillside house, big enough for books
and dog and me, safely wedged
into the earth. An hour from the hospital
of my birth. Terra cognita. Happy,
I guess.

The earth opened with an email,
blew me up with words and dreams.
A thousand miles later, I landed,
beyond the map's edge,
struck by you.