For Tamara

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Book: Read For Tamara for Free Online
Authors: Sarah Lang
Tags: Poetry, Canadian
life is easy. / Use that to understand others, / forgive. / The crops will die out soon.
    I’d love to see you with your Dad / in a station / that Canadian Poet sign in your hand. / Now my claim to fame is triage.
    Keep track of your paper / like gold. / Listen to lessons about how to make it & ink / even from me.
    Tamara, you’re almost too glorious to exist. / O, come on, your Mum gets one off.
    No, I don’t want to talk about the first days, / they were horrible, okay? / Forgive me.
    Your Dad is the most gorgeous thing. / Yes, T., other than you. / Watching his brain work was exquisite. / No, I’m no slouch. / Let me be romantic for a second / and let you be so lucky.
    You go fall in love with a genius and see how well you adapt.
    Tamara: Even I can write your name with care. / I am here with the people / decided to live. / Even if not by me you were loved.
    Your Dad drew models of your nursery. / I vetoed the underground ones. / I don’t know if I should tell you what was or what happened.
    Notes. / See the thing is yr Dad wasn’t one for leaving notes. / Codes: yes. / Notes: I bandage before cryptography. / Sorry.
    You were born / when I disregarded humanity. / You had to fucking giggle. / Just right then.

Yr Mum spent a long time studying myth. / What she would also call history, occult, religion, and magic. / I don’t want to teach it to you. / Yet, I know you will have your own. They will likely be no worse or better. / But a mystery is just something we do not understand. / But there are a few things that are useful & common: study the stars, planets, the sun, & moon. / Read a solar flare. / A flare my dear tells you so much more than cards, or a stick. / Those tell you what you already know. / Explain the aurora borealis.
    I’m trying to get out of seeing him. / Frankly, I’m lonely enough / to forget your Father (for a time). / In this case “or worse.”
    When I sit here waiting for you I just remember: I love my husband so much. Please, please let him come home safe to me.
    I’d like to fall in love again. The old school way. The way where I take just one look. (I’m sorry.)
    Hate the chicken dance at weddings / my girl, yeah. / Names of plants are important / like people. / You puking at the prom.
    The mural on your wall. / I started that day / finished between patients. / That sea! / There was so much life.
    I want to tell you not to worry. / Not for you, me, or your Dad. / I wish I could sing to you more. / You’re lucky in that you have nothing to miss.
    Being left in this world, / with random luxuries / a fake fireplace. / Here I am making you a calendar. / My darling T.
    I can’t stand that I reflexively reach out with / my left hand for you.
    We used to say / during blackouts / when we lost electricity / 9 months later: babies. / Your Dad wasn’t here for the 1st blackout. / But you were, T.
    I cry about you sometimes. / Then I remind myself this is it, / to stop being such a sillyhead.
    Your Dad is extraordinary. / Love him for that. / You can eat Mayday berries.
    She kicks / like you in your sleep.
    The worst ones were on tv . / One by one, the time has come. / But yeah, now I’d like to know. / We’re growing this garden without you. / In a bunker / you / at work. / I wonder about your lab. / You left me here with winter & sickness & I have to grow tomatoes. / We dance over one. / We’d love those rations about now.
    I want to tell you she is glorious and beautiful. / I want to write you postcards. / I want security clearance / if that matters now.
    I know I used to rant at you for a site going down. / But now, I really need to rant about a water pump. They’re being moronic dickwads.
    You got me. / I will give you anything for her. / My darling dearest. / But you are running a fever / someone should really look at that leg.
    You know why you are in this book, right? You were going to work at a Lab. It was half

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