Cathedrals,
France
There is a moment
when you walk
into
the cathedrals
of
northern France
that
you realize
some
buildings pray
with
every brick,
that
the walls
have
all within them,
that
the echoes
of
your footsteps
are
exhalations
of
God’s breath.
I
hope
you
find
orchards
wherever
it
is
you
climb.
You
say the clouds
are
the color of angels
today,
that the obvious
storm
minutes away
is
meant to clean
all
the spit on the side-
walks,
that there is
nothing
more beautiful
than
the sound of rain
when it complains.
Bio: Ron Riekki's books include U.P.: a novel, The Way North (Wayne State University Press, chosen by the Library of Michigan as a 2014 Michigan Notable Book), and Here: Women Writing on Michigan's Upper Peninsula (Michigan State University Press, May 2015, http://msupress.org/ books/book/?id=50-1D0-3479#. VKZ4kmTF-PU).
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