Anniversary, by Elaine Feinstein

Copyright Elaine Feinstein

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Suppose I took out a slender ketch from

under the spokes of Palace pier tonight to

catch a sea going fish for you

or dressed in antique goggles and wings and

flew down through sycamore leaves into the park

or luminescent through some planetary strike

put one delicate flamingo leg over the sill of your lab

Could I surprise you? or would you insist on

keeping a pattern to link every transfiguration?

Listen, I shall have to whisper it

into your heart directly: we are all

supernatural       every day

we rise new creatures      cannot be predicted