Danielle Pieratti

In The Hayloft

1. You are secret even unto yourself.
2. But consider the danger in this—
3. whatever distant ceremony surges,
4. you are Nowhere. And it is pleasant
5. in the hayloft. Migrant sounds climb.
6. Bird-ghosts. And work enough to do
7. just in dog-earing the casual adventure
8. that you led. It was full. Now the hayloft
9. is full. Come spring, or the first frail
10. trappings of summer, when change
11. still seems a blessing, you’ll inhabit
12. a near-cathedral, a space of dear
13. echoes. For God’s sake hide.
14. Find a dim prayer and stay there.