Michael Brennan’s
from the earth here
She was talking about a field,
a field empty with the sky.
We had seen it a thousand times,
never the same.
She said she would go there
and lie under the blue sky
and sink into the ground
while looking at the sky.
She said it was like sinking
into the sky when she did it.
She felt the sky hold her close,
ease in through each of her pores.
It was much later then,
the happiness never left me,
her words coming back
warm upon my face.
