Redefining north.
by Lisa J. Ampleman
Oh my light sleeper, if you stir,
if voices from the sidewalk
filter through the window,
if a siren rages down the street
and sends its flickering lights
across the room, will you startle
like those birds that distracted me
in grade school Mass,
caught in the nave, soaring and
swooping in blue and red stained
early morning light, while we
paid attention, or not,
to the homily. If not the flurry of a bird,
then the bark of airline pilots
in a holding pattern over North County
could call our attention from the altar
and the mosaic of a lamb
to their traveling conversations
because of their radios tuned to the frequency
of the church’s speakers.
So, just now, as you turn over
and we both know the other is awake,
will we stay silent and let the burr
of the mosquito truck fill up the room
or shift slightly so that our
warm backs touch again?
Lisa Ampleman is the author of the chapbook I’ve Been Collecting This to Tell You, winner of the 2010 Wick Poetry Center chapbook competition. Recent work appears in New South; New Ohio Review; South Dakota Review; Lake Effect; Forklift, Ohio; Natural Bridge; and Santa Clara Review. She is a PhD candidate at the University of Cincinnati and winner of a Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg poetry prize.