October 2021
Advice on Nighttime Caregiving Know the bulk of night will be sleepless and embrace it with the weariest part of yourself. Nothing but bitter tea will do, steeped too long as you pour another glass of water another mouth will drink, as you console another crying child who values sleep on different terms, as you — deep in the black hour when familiar constellations wend into a strange topography — walk the dog who will thank you without language: she who eats white clover by night, sniffling through dark grass sweetened with dew. Now sleep or wake — let go of what you hold. The untouched tea is as cool as morning.
— Benjamin Cutler
Benjamin Cutler is the recipient of the Susan Laughter Meyers Poets Fellowship and the author of The Geese Who Might be Gods.
The Art & Soul of Greensboro
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