Brian Turner

You Could Say

Things as they are
   are simultaneously
mundane and extraordinary

on an ordinary evening
   in the Maniototo
that gives way

as it gives up everything
   it has to offer every time
in ways which set us

apart and highlight
   how hard it is to know
what to give back anymore,

let alone to ask whether
   the common good’s
able or meant to include

the land and skies
   and all that lives there
as best it can, instinctively…

just as you could say
   a broken heart’s a broken
heart and it matters not

who did it or why,
   or what comes next, but
how long it takes, takes.

Author’s Note


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