Earth for others, home is scaffolding
\nfor you, will be till you stop thinking
\nwinters and summers through windows.<\/p>\n
See! The world is round. The arcs are mapped
\nthat shadows mark on vacant yards below.
\nYour room, now ours, has walls of light.<\/p>\n
This will be our one last look at weather.
\nFrom the west a range of clouds in storm
\nwill raise welts across the purple prairie.<\/p>\n
Gusts will speak like we once spoke
\nwith one another. Rain will finally fall
\nin shimmering sheets, like medicine.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Earth for others, home is scaffolding for you, will be till you stop thinking winters and summers through windows. See! The world is round. The arcs are mapped that shadows mark on vacant yards below. Your room, now ours, has walls of light. This will be our one last look at weather. From the west … <\/p>\n