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Little Chores by Jody Rambo

Little Chores
Jody Rambo

Like the most aerial of birds, the heart breaks into a day
all by itself, nearly a perfect thing, though it skims so much
along the way, reads and rides patterns in wind—
Not that you can tell it to do anything at all, yet you tell it
what you have not told anyone, little by little, as if wanting
to be rescued, call it a wishfulness, or a light in which you
believe you can move. Such are its wonders, the heart
swimming closely by your side, dipping under the blue fringe
of morning, choosing the only deep region it’s ever known.
We can be made whole again. Let everything listening know it.
Give with each breath the beginning of your self, made ready
when you wake—take up little chores just as your mother once gave you—
wake again and enter new, this day, the ever-blue ordinance of it.

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This poem appeared in Tupelo Quarterly, 2025.

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