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Wrong Turn by Luci Shaw

Wrong Turn
Luci Shaw

I took a wrong turn the other day.
A mistake, but it led me to the shop where I found
the very thing I’d been searching for.

With my brother I opened a packet
of old letters from my mother and saw a side of her
that sweetened what had been deeply sour.

Later that day the radio sang a song from
a time when I was discovering love,
and folded me into itself again.

MARGINALIA

1.
This time next year, I hope to be in France finally. I wrote this in my journal more than two years ago. I’ve been planning it for so long, but it seems it’s taking me awhile to get there.

And for good reason. Because it was a journey I was not meant to take. Because the universe, in its infinite wisdom, had other plans for me.

2.
M. said I have angels over my shoulder. E. said I dodged a bullet. But can you imagine the relief? The breath that you’ve been holding for so long, and the rush of blood to the head. It almost felt like gods held me in the palm of their hands and kept me there until I was safe.

3.
Trust the timing of your life. You may get tired of hearing me say this. But I swear by it. I swear by it.

4.
Or perhaps it’s the natural chaos of events that comprise our life, but right now I am exactly where I’m meant to be. Don’t get me wrong—not being able to make that trip devastated me. It was supposed to change my life—but what I didn’t know then was that the true shift would be to miss the flight, setting off a chain reaction that would lead to this present moment, where I am writing you, and letting you know: it will be okay.

 

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This poem appeared in What the Light Was Like: Poems by Luci Shaw, published by WordFarm, 2006. (Available on: AmazonBookshop)

ABOUT LUCI SHAW

Luci Shaw (1928-2025) was a poet, an editor, a retreat leader, a lecturer, and the author of forty books, including Thumbprint in the ClayThe Adventure of Ascent, and The Genesis of It All. Luci and her husband lived in Bellingham, Washington, where she enjoyed sailing, tent camping, knitting, gardening, and wilderness photography. (Source)

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