Slicked
    with a birther’s goo, it 
    gleams up green from the ground— 

On stakes, on sticks, one rusted
                 bayonet,
left then right, like someone had

Who would
                 cast your jaw, after it’s broken?

Aurelian,
                  who studies the emergence of butterflies
from chrysalides,

Dana Levin on lessons learned from a long friendship with Louise Glück