Poem: To Hold

To Hold –Li-Young Lee From Behind My Eyes So we’re dust. In the mean­time, my wife and I make the bed. Hold­ing oppo­site edges of the sheet, we raise it, bil­low­ing, then pull it tight, mea­sur­ing by eye as it falls into align­ment between us.…

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