FLORA IS A WOMAN
Flora is a woman I’d like to stand
beside. I’d like to drive a horse
as she does, fingers at the ready,
a wrist in conversation with the animal,
arms easy with confidence.
And Flora, if I could hear your voice,
its perfect pitch, the slight tremble
it calibrates when emotion creeps
across a word. I might know
how to drive forward with courage
along the right road.