By Enid Osborn
If I talk to clouds
run too fast
look up through the trees
If my father throws me up in the air
If I leap backward into a crevice
If I climb the knoll
lean forward, spread my arms
If air, like saltwater, buoys me up
If my father throws me up in the air
If you say you love me
If I drink the potion
If a raven’s wing brushes my ear
If the horizon’s too pink
If I forsake this dirt
If my father throws me up in the air
If I lose my blood
If the wind blows all day
If you shout, if I fall from the wall
let go the knot
jump from the train
dive from the springboard
If starlings turn in the evening sky
If the soprano holds a high note
If my father throws me up in the air
I can fly
Enid Osborn served as Poet Laureate of Santa Barbara from 2017 to 2019. The poems in When The Big Wind Comes (2015) take place during her childhood in Southeast New Mexico. She co-edited A Bird Black as the Sun: California Poets on Crows & Ravens, and has completed seven chapbooks and a new manuscript, Little Wakes. Also by this poet: "Nighthawk" and "Ode to Bob the Shoe Man"