The Sun Will Rise Fifteen Minutes Later

The sun will rise fifteen minutes
later than yesterday
And there are new tiny veins
that remind me of my grandmother
running around my calf
The temperature will drop three degrees, thank God,
in the next hour
And one afternoon will add to another
and add up to a friendship
Little dreams that are nothing more –
sorting a stack of books, making space –
will amount, eventually, to something.

Little lines that don’t seem to stick,
but fade, will amount -
the “and”s are there to connect them -
to something.

july 14, 2010