Wind, rain, and melting snow.

Ways to Appear
(in response to “Ways to Disappear” by Camile Rankine)


In a hallway
with lifted eyes
wrapped in a scarf,
A pair of stomping boots,
not afraid of noise.

Going to the store
going to the beach
Strolling down a narrow road
in Paris, San Gimignano, Capri.

Lifting a voice
raising a hand
sitting in the front row,

Stepping onto stage.


Figuring out the mystery
putting all the parts back together
discovering where the body is buried
long forgotten--
long given up on,
Long ago.

Talking about loss.

Running on a track
Running on a trail
Dancing.

Noticing the blue lighting
on the path in the snow
when the walk takes you

Forward.