June 15, 2017
I imagine you feeling the heat on your shoulder as you leave your apartment.
Maybe you touch the spot where the sun warms you: two inches above and to the left of your clavicle.
My neighbors planted their tulips in March—I don’t know why I didn’t tell you—and this week the buds opened wide, became another sort of flower entirely.
In the afternoons the humid air splits and it rains and rains.
I can see the bridge in the distance from my window, the steam rising from the park underneath, but the obscuring trees swell thicker with the changing season as each day passes.
Soon all I will see is green.
On the other side of the window, the poem today says I don’t wonder where you are anymore.
My Naomi. You’re right.
It’s time for me to go outside
The Naomi Letters is a collection of epistles written from the speaker to Naomi, the woman she loves. The poems’ date-titles track the progression of their relationship, and “June 15, 2017” comes from the very end of the book, as the speaker looks outward towards new possibilities.
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