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by Ethel Mortenson Davis

It is a day
when the earth
turns just right,

when fish swim
close to the top
of the Great Lake
to feed on insects or plants,

when black-winged pelicans
dive in and out to fish,

and fishermen gather
in clumps, throwing
out their lines.

It is a day
before the storm,
humid and cloudy,

when the two of you
think of ways to
come together,

as part
of a turning of the universe,

a love that blows
a sweetness over us—

something unexpected.