Splitting an Order. Ted Kooser

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      and who was leaving, hurrying off,

      and though their kiss was brief

      and askew and awkwardly pursed,

      we all received it with a kind of

      wonder, and kept it on our lips

      through the afternoon.

A Meeting after Many Years

      Our words were a few colorful leaves

      afloat on a very old silence,

      the kind with a terrifying undertow,

      and we stood right at its edge,

      wrapping ourselves in our own arms

      because of the chill, and with old voices

      called back and forth across all those years

      until we could bear it no longer,

      and turned from each other,

      and walked away into our countries.

The Rollerblader

      I saw her coming from a long way off,

      that singular, side-to-side, whisk-broom movement

      as she swung her arms and legs, brushing

      the morning and its inertia aside,

      and the dew which throughout the cool night

      had settled on the path like starlight.

      An old man and woman, too, with their little dog,

      were swept off into the grass, lifting their knees,

      and they glanced at her hot red face as she passed,

      as if they’d known her once, and all that fury.

In a Gift Shop

      Only in recent years have I begun

      to notice them living among us,

      and yesterday there were two more,

      the one somewhere in her seventies

      and in a wheelchair, and the other

      younger by maybe twenty years,

      helping the older woman pick out cards

      from one of those squeaky revolving

      racks in a shop. The older would gesture

      with a weak brush of her hand to tell

      the younger to turn the rack a little

      and the younger would turn it, and both

      would study the cards from the top

      to the bottom, and once in a while

      the younger would take a card down

      and show it to the other, holding it

      closed and then open, and the older

      might nod to agree that it seemed

      the right choice, or she might dismiss it

      with a shake of her head with its thin

      white hair, and the younger would

      patiently put it back, and this went on

      for what seemed a very long while

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