
By MiRan Powell
FIND ANOTHER
Yes find another
who returns to
the stables
the coach-house the orchard
the plantation
the nursery
the new wing face
it
When time comes—
The hidden the spectres
whatÂ
seem to give
this cheerful
homecoming
what
medicine
carry on
As a rule
when lost
talk about it
believe wish
call it nothing
to lose anybody
in the middle of a storm,
never to recover
from
permanently missing.