What does it matter if you have not visited your life
in so long? 
Go to it now.
You have lain, too long, in a house of shadows.
You have touched your face,
in the cracked glass, like a stranger.
You have listened
to the dark wind
of this land.  
Go, now.
It is not too late
to enter.
Listen, they are still here,
the wild things.
Listen. Listen. Listen.
Through the moon, through the moon’s
spruce, they have come to you:
the spring mares
in no one’s care, no master,
to bury their breath
in your fingers.
Absence, absence
crafts us
like the tender heft of a saddle-maker’s hands.
Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 23, Issue 5.
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Joseph Fasano is the author of the novel The Dark Heart of Every Wild Thing (Platypus Press, 2020), which was named one of the “20 Best Small Press Books of 2020” by Maudlin House.  His books of poetry are