While Writing

A sweetness enters, the sweetness of aloneness

before it changes coats and becomes isolation –

that shiver or sliver of an instant before,

when self and page miraculously blur

and the poem flows outbound…

 

Then you scour a space of possibility,

here,

a moment empty and fruitful,

out of which, or after which,

continuation may happen,

or sudden rupture.

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