Amanda Auchter
Gift Left During a Thunderstorm
You tucked the wool
into your brown coat,
rucksack, old suitcase,
the sharp chaff of hay
on your clothes. In another country,
you walked cobblestones
with your wife, holding
the skeins, thinking of me.
This was the ember
you blew into, our orange
sparks in all our midnight skies.
I wasn't thinking of you. I weeded
my garden, slept with my husband.
There was no longer a you
I slipped into my nightgown, ran
across my lips. I had abandoned
all our old tricks: your hands
full of white blooms, my dark blinks.
But you returned
with your bright heat, a forgotten
memory, stood at my door, drenched
with the thunderstorm’s sad omens.
This was your offering:
two skeins of wool, rain-blue,
ties wrapped like new lovers.
Amanda Auchter is the author of The Wishing Tomb, winner of the 2013 PEN Center USA Literary Award for Poetry and the 2012 Perugia Press Book Award, and The Glass Crib, winner of the 2010 Zone 3 Press First Book Award for Poetry. Her recent work appears or is forthcoming at The Huffington Post, CNN, Crab Creek Review, Rust + Moth, The Indianapolis Review, The West Review, and the Academy of American Poets Poem-a-Day project. Follow her on Twitter: @ALAuchter.