when you were growing up and running

when you were growing
up and running
in the pine woods
of New Hampshire
and then inside
for cereal, your name
was “Ways to Feel Alive,”
and you drew no lines
between the ways
and soldiers died
on the field
of your imagining
and you walked
beside your father
who couldn’t shoot
the grouse because
the safety was on
and God looked out
through your eyes
and saw the porcupine
in the tree, your bare feet
in the snow, and the cereal
in the bowl;
and God danced up
a life for you to love
and to look for and a little
girl in Brazil
danced on her family’s
farm, to the sound
of cicadas—that she
and her sisters tied
string to and flew
like kites until their heads
fell off—and sucked on sugar till her teeth
went brown and her cheeks
swelled, and climbed
in trees, trapped
birds to eat, slid steel
in the hearts of pigs,
lay afraid in the dark
of werewolves, washed
in the river, heard jaguars
brawling, and one day
stopped to look down
the long dirt road
at the rumble
of an automobile

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About nosuchthingasastraightline

I grew up in tiny Lyme, New Hampshire, where I drew, roamed the surrounding woods, and first entertained the idea of God while listening to my mom's Beatles records. I studied biology at Harvard University where I wrote for The Harvard Lampoon and also began writing poetry. I have since made a living variously as a comedy screenwriter, teacher, and private tutor in math, science and writing. I’ve released three CDs of original music as the singer-songwriter and guitar player for Crooked Roads (listen to latest tracks here: https://soundcloud.com/crooked-roads). My poetry writing has been inspired by Rumi, Billy Collins, William Carlos Williams, e.e. cummings, Antonio Machado, Federico Garcia Lorca, and others. My two books of poetry, "The Morning I Married the Sky," and “Free this Morning” are both available on Amazon.
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