The Exquisite Second

Suspended

In this exquisite second

Poised

 

All the fate-clouds

Rain

 

The ashes of before

Wash me

Marrow deep

 

The blessings

And the curses,

Envelop me

 

Those powdered deeds

They finger-fly

 

That cloud-burst

… inevitability

Soothes & enlivens

 

I sense the thunder-clap

The applause

Heavenly

 

The moment

Pregnant,

Heavy, birthing

 

Naught can I do

Else bathe

In the very time of it

 

It flows

Suspended, here

This exquisite second