“So Easy to Feel”

“So Easy to Feel”

So easy to feel, to seem to be, to know at last propinquity
As if the light declares the coming glory of the sun at daybreak
Redundant. But as that disk cannot be seen for more than seconds, I take
That certainty of coming morning within me,
Knowing that midnight’s richest prize in ivory
Is forever fixed as is the station of the sun; the moon an intimate
In someone’s flight, perhaps, but even so, as she reveals herself in states
And phases never hers, agitation gains nothing in the motion save in memory
And affectations of the sea within me–force upon another force,
Measured consequence of a functionary that renders boundaries
Of continental pride and the ocean’s doors
Cast aside in the riot of the tides, a natural stampede, no more
Than thresholds of natural accident, the stream and river’s course
Now rising, now again a swelling to apostrophes, eternal inertia born of gravity.

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3 responses to ““So Easy to Feel”

  1. The Dance of the Heavens… wonder-fully done… I read this through thrice … Sheer Magic… xPenx

    • Many thanks, Lady Pen…and speaking of “heavenly dances,” again, I’m afraid that another one of our Canadian storms is presently in the middle of the Atlantic and headed toward Britain…stay warm and dry.

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