The Visit
THE VISIT
Our son has flown west
to visit his sister
Left the steel-gray landscape
of a snowy Thanksgiving in
Upstate New York for the hazel
brown mountains above the
sunny Rio Grande in distant
New Mexico
There the capricious testosterone
of his sister’s new man and
their eight-year-old son
orbit closely like moons around
her shining bright energy, tugging
at her moods that migrate like the
weather, often raging like storms
that are cyclonic and elliptical
on the surface of her spirit
in the shadows of
her soul
Special though they are
our son is her brother, a primeval
connection like interstellar light
and for two and a half days he will
circle my daughter like the rings
around a planet, reflecting frequencies
of light in the facets of his being, and
embracing with his colors, make her
radiant and pretty, a diamond in the
sky, distinctive in the family
of the sun
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