Lorena
it lay in my palm soft
and trembled
as a new bird
and I thought about
authority
and how it always
insistent on itself,
how it was master
of the man, how it
measured him,
never was ignored
or denien ,
and how it promised
there would be sweetness
if it was obeyed
just like the saints do,
like the angels
and I opened the window
and held
out my uncupped hand ,
I sweat to-god
I thought it could fly.
я думала, что она может
летать.(с)