contemplation 9: you stumble

in one glimmer of nothing, and how easy
—you see—to vanish, to sink in the same
darkness, illogic, as generations before.
no one knows you in your shadowing:
not devil nor demons nor angels nor men
(who wrote you off, and how long ago?)
—but will it be now, at mud’s deep
that you instinctively reach an arm out
to swim, that the air takes your lungs
with all the force of forgiveness?

Resonating with today’s Hafiz read, “To Make You Perfect,” translated by Daniel Ladinsky

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10 thoughts on “contemplation 9: you stumble

  1. More crosscurrenting: I’ve also been working on a group of shadow poems, and the same themes pop up. Who or what lurks in the shadows we make?
    I will be posting one this week, perhaps tomorrow, you can compare and contrast….(K)

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