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To Katharine: At Fourteen Months by Joelle Biele | Poems Rethabile Likes To Katharine: At Fourteen Months by Joelle Biele All morning, you've studied the laws— of spoons, the rules of books, the dynamics of the occasional plate, observed the principles governing objects in motion and objects at rest. To see if it will fall, and if it does, how far, if it will rage like a lost penny or ring like a Chinese gong—because it doesn't have to—you lean from your chair and hold your cup over the floor. It curves in your hand, it weighs in your palm, it arches like a wave, it is a dipper full of stars, and you're the wind timing...