I Know How to Write

I know how to write how to love how to run how to swim how to pull people in How to want You how to smell Fall winter And spring I know how summer acts How she turns me over Like Cisco waves early mornings in Nantucket What I do not know is what is left over I can see things Far away But I cannot see you/us/her/them All the pronouns all the verbs Without such turns and curves high banks And apologies All seem sure to distract The fine people we were when we began. 9/1/17