A Truth That Tells You
I wish for you a small, portable truth you can take
anywhere—no foreign adaptors needed,
no translation required and nothing lost in it.
Once, looking at a map, my daughter said,
A river is a line the world drew for us. I wish for you
a truth that stays true across any line drawn
by the world or its people, a truth that tells you
wherever you arrive, you are welcome.
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I found this poem via the #PocketPoems project at the wonderful New York Public Library. They’re sharing one poem a day this month – all brief and powerful, some utterly delightful.
I don’t know Smith’s work well, except “Good Bones,” which was everywhere a couple of years ago. But now I want to check out more of her writing.
I love the last line especially: I want it to be true for me, and I want to help make it true for others.
April is National Poetry Month, and I am sharing poetry here on Fridays this month, as I do every year.
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