by David Adès

To chart orbits, flight paths, intersections
of every one landing momentarily in your heart –
all those flitting butterflies in erratic, unpredictable flight –

is to gather and lose jigsaw piece after jigsaw piece,
runways of grief and loss you navigate between
and name the story of your life.

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