We wake late
sun streaming on guest room sheets.
--four months and all he wants to do is stand--
so far from home.
On TV planes crash
again and again
is it real?
The baby bounces on my knees
--only four months and look at him stand!
our plane leaves in two days.
How can he know war will punctuate his whole life?
(the first twelve years, anyway)
war that barely makes a dent here.
war whose end barely makes a dent there.
and the baby just wants to stand.