Before Sleep in  General   

I was in love with anatomy
the symmetry of my body
poised for flight,
the heights it would take
over parents, lovers, a keen
riding over truth and detail.
I thought growing up would be
this rising from everything
old and earthly,
not these faltering steps out the door
every day, then back again.

By Catherine Anderson

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Other poems by Catherine Anderson:

• Before Sleep
• Name of a Tree
• Womanhood