Recorded for Poem-a-Day, November 6, 2015, a series produced by the Academy of American Poets.
About this Poem 

“I wrote this poem in the months of grief after my partner died. I often wondered if he could see or experience the world through me somehow, and what he would say from his new vantage point.”
Rachel Jamison Webster

Did You See the Sky

Did you see the sky through me
tonight, carbon blues and clouds like ropes
of wool behind a fringe of branches,
great combs of black stilling in their sap,
stiffening with winter. I like to imagine
love can pull your essence like red thread
through the cold needle of my life now
without you. I was just driving home
from the grocery store and looking up
over the roofs, I remembered once when
I was overthrowing my thoughts
for doubts you said, I know how to love you
because I hitchhiked, and it was never the same sky twice
.
Now, I hear you say, this music is like wind
moving through itself to wind, intricate
as the chimes of light splintering into
everything while glowing more whole.
It is nothing like those dusty chords
on your radio, each an ego
of forced air, heavy with the smells
of onions, mushrooms, sage and rain.
Drink it in, you say, those corded clouds
and throaty vocals. You will miss all this
when you become the changing.

Copyright © 2015 by Rachel Jamison Webster. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on November 6, 2015, by the Academy of American Poets.

Copyright © 2015 by Rachel Jamison Webster. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on November 6, 2015, by the Academy of American Poets.

Rachel Jamison Webster

Rachel Jamison Webster

Rachel Jamison Webster is the author of September (TriQuarterly Books, 2013). She is the acting director of the creative writing program at Northwestern University and lives in Evanston, Illinois.