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An Expectation of Rapture

But come unarmed, in peace.

starburst inside a flower: photo by the author

A single blade of grass, or a meadow.
One bird singing, or a flock.

A wave that laps against your knees
or knocks you down in shock.

The wind that tickles your forehead
then pushes a fist in your back.



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Deborah Barchi

Deborah Barchi


Deborah Barchi has recently retired from her career as a librarian and now has time to read, explore nature, and write poetry and essays.