Hand on Head (in gratitude to veda smith)

“I spent the afternoon with my Granddaughter, I was chewing an apple and she put her
hand on my head and she laughed. She is blind and deaf.”

the daughter of my daughter lives complete
with presence akin to gravity
that holds her gently attuned
without shadow or light
without boisterous or whispered vocabulary
and is perhaps content
with what I hope is love
as hand on head
with not a single doubt
she knows me by my chewing
and she laughs
and certifies
that where there’s touch
we are
a certain beautiful thing

—Ed Sancious

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