you missed the spring in Rockport

dear one 
you missed the spring in Rockport 
the white shad and cherry blossoms 
cloud about the tops 
of 
bold wet tree trunks 
sprouting from a greening ground, and 
yellow daffodils, yellow marsh marigolds, yellow forsythia, yellow tulips, 
indigo scilla 
warm air opens windows to 
birdsong dawns 
Atlantic's roar 
the seagulls sweep and soar above 
the air smells of earth, sea, oxygen

dear one 
I missed your pain 
I was blind to the woman you were 
still dazzled by the child you had been

dear one 
bodhisattva 
you are gone so soon 
what can be learned 
from this aching
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