A Routine Metal Crescent

The green comes Delicate Uncanny verdant Relentless as a promise

It’s night now. I went for a run just before sunset. Everything really did look different; like a neutron bomb had gone off. All the houses were there, the trees, no damage, but the people were gone. It was a beautiful evening. Sunny but not warm at all. No wind but the hint of a breeze. Not humid. But the streets were empty. People here and there, a few cars and a few bikes. Nothing like days’ past where there were fewer cars but plenty of people out walking. Was it the time or is something different? It’s the last night before we reopen the state. The last night of the stay at home order. Are people in because they anticipate going out tomorrow? I went out because I wanted one more night without cars. One more night of this different world. I didn’t and I don’t want to let it go. I wonder what tomorrow will bring? I wonder what June 1st will bring? Tonight was different and I loved it. I stopped in the middle of an intersection in the Heights. Not a busy spot but a place where there ...

I swam in you Lusted Requited Dark earth warmth in the blue sun What's below both known and distant We see each other Eyes never meeting We see and we know What we will not say What we will hold but not touch

 

Fear remains A poem or an incantation A meditation or a journal entry As the curtain of the world settles Soft and warm on my face An ecstasy of forbidden comfort Fear remains In the meeting notice And the road trip by my family And my parents' steps up the stairs In the memory of words thirty years ago And the visa appointment next week It drives me away from the cliff's edge Over which I glimpse Now and then Only beauty