A Flaming Evanescence

let the burden of

time be mine with

its grace and its

aches and pains

and pardonable

forgetfulness: lo

i embrace the

emptiness and the

sound of water

dripping from the

bathroom tap...the

buzz of a mozzy by

my toes, and even the 

breathless heat. i am

finally here and now:

the eyes take in the 

leaning sky and gently 

nudge the sleepy clouds

stacked like pancakes:

the sound of soft rains 

falling on the cashew 

leaves fill the ears; wet 

earth and children running

through the red mud:

imprints of sweet laughter 

2.

it is the opaque silence

of a passing shadow

which coerces my glance

skyward: lo, a flock of

birds, and a leaf falling

3. 

our eyes locked

briefly in the early

stirrings of the morn:

a moment of recognition

darted off in the wormhole

of pale green irises: a little

black cat and its 

embryonic shadow.