Beth Feldman Brandt

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Highway Driving

You were using the calm voice, low and unflappable,
as he accelerated and merged and centered himself
between the broken white lines and you gently adjusted
the steering wheel through the cattle shoot and taught him
to use the mirrors to shift left at the on-ramps and right
where the road split and when Thanksgiving traffic eased up
just past Quakertown you both sang ‘Satisfaction’
in your deep man-voices while he eased off the exit
and you guided him on the last stretch toward home
in the calm voice you used sixteen years ago
when you told me it was time to push.

 

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