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After “Untitled,” by Paul Resika

White stucco house, taller than wide,
two windows and a door,
like a face, like a person startled
and saying OH,
like a person wondering why
the white bull is turning away-
perhaps he is watching his mate
nursing a newborn calf
balancing on wobbly legs,
or hears the rumble of thunder
beyond the blue-gray mountains,
or is just resting for a moment
on a sea of orange poppies
under the bleached sky.

—Andrea Gould

Andrea Gould began writing poetry seven years ago. She is a member of a women's poetry group in Central Vermont called FLOW. She has had poems published in The Jewish Women's Literary Annual and The Mountain Troubadour.