I place this within the first order
of wonders: a ten-year-old girl
alone on a sunny, glassed-in porch
in February,the world beyond
the windows slowly tipping forward
into spring, her thin arms held out
in the sleepwalker pose, and pinched
and stretched between her fingers,

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