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I learned these strangers and their families
wandering and returning.
We once outraced a hail storm pulling
the bleaching laundry off the southern terrace.
One day at table our older son surprised
himself in accidental fluency
by asking aqua per favore, might I.
-from “The Days of August Leapt, One Over the Other,” by Judith Baumel, Barrow Street