On Your Wonder

all eyes on me in the center of, balloons, blog, bokeh, carnival, circus
 Elise Paschen

The night you were conceived
we balanced underneath a tent,

amazed at the air-marveler,
who, hand-over-hand, seized the stars,

then braved the line to carry home
a big-top souvenir umbrella.

Earth-bound a year, you dare
gravity, sliding from the couch

to table. Mornings, on tiptoe, 
stretching fingers, you grab 

Saturn, Venus and the moons 
raining down from the sky of ceiling.

Elise Paschen, with her
mother Maria Tallchief


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