Unit 6: Selection Vocabulary 2

They were rangy, alert, and bounced up and down on their cushioned paws like wolves.

“Ma Frere, listen,” threatened Harmony amiably, “those two white people in the car came to get him for the welfare. They got papers on your nephew that give them the right to take him.”

He took the eye from his breast pocket delicately, and as he popped it into his face the social worker’s mouth fell open in a consternated O.

Each read the face of the other as if deciphering letters carved into softly eroding veins of stone.

She saw the black veins in the wings of the butterfly, roads burnt into a map, and then she was located somewhere in the net of veins and sinew that was the tragic complexity of the world so she did not see Officer Brackett and Vicki Koob rushing toward her, but felt them instead like flies caught in the same web, rocking it.

Even the fact that you once lived in a peaceful tree house
and now live over a quarry of noise and dust
cannot make you unhappy.

Everything has a life of its own,
it too could wake up filled with possibilities
of coffee cake and ripe peaches

Since there is no place large enough
to contain so much happiness,
you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you
into everything you touch.

Since there is no place large enough
to contain so much happiness,
you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you
into everything you touch.

You take no credit, as the night sky takes no credit
for the moon, but continues to hold it, and share it,
and in that way, be known.