By Lee Upton
The beautiful thing you did
that no one knows about
or forgot
or no one cares for--
it’s there always:
light, grainy light--
it’s there in that high room as a
light that guides from a great distance
ships at sea,
even if those ships aren’t in our world--
even if those ships are
ghost ships,
they’re guided
by the light of that beautiful thing,
even if cruelty gets its hands on it.
It’s done.
You were born. No taking that back.
Published in Bottle the Bottles the Bottles the Bottles (CSU Poetry Center)
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