Ghosts before us
With thanks to
Joseph Massey
And Lorine
Niedecker
We dance as through a fog,
see only clearly
the fine lines of our hands
held before us
to keep the totality of our being
from falling into
misted loves,
to halt the dizzy immersion
to halt the dizzy immersion
into the felt but not seen.
Though our hearts call to them,
and our steps
long for the pathway
to their souls,
we make out only
the shadowy after-birth
of those we wish to fully love.
Marcia--you have a great way with words and positioning of words with connected ideas. You will be famous soon. Love, Cathy
ReplyDeleteThanks, Cathy, both for reading and for responding here. You are sweet to offer such support. Fun to see you here!
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