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Observation Of A Child

Emily sprinkles her fingers down the glass
trace-reading the drops on the other side,

‘Look, ’ she says, simple as a god, ‘rain.’
she cups her hand, and when it’s filled

with enough dry air, raises it, toasting.
‘Tomorrow, ’ she says, ‘it’ll be fine.

Somewhere it’s a birthday.’ She sparkles
her fingers against the spectring rain

one more time. ‘I’m one, two, free! ’
She turns, shimmies like a rock pool,

delighted with her first pun, stretches
her arms, palms up-turned, precise now

as a revelation: ‘Look, , look, look,
there’s more! ’ she makes fins of her fingers,

moves waves from her face. ‘There’s everything, ’
she says. And as she dives off,

into it all, I remember to suspect
she’s right.

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