4/14/2005

by Jesse Lee Kercheval

At the Office


When I think of your small hand & the sticky warmth of it
I feel jubilant as if this dim light
were the sun or pair
of them--cardinal & pure
profligate magnified full of glorious distinction--
all viewed from a distance
like the dead looking up


Originally appeared in Prairie Schooner, 78:1, 2004