I have never entered
your inner circle.
But I have walked
a wide loop of wonder,
and worshipped you from afar.
Tag Archives: poetry
From poet to physicist and back again
What if we,
like the rock splitting the stream,
could split the atom
and watch the parts roll and rejoin
in combos unknown?
Rock, paper, scissors
That relentless scramble for higher ground.
Why you’re gone
What I first saw was nothing,
then the pile of clothes.
They say it’s a good thing.
But I don’t know.
Harrowing
He dropped to where
there’s no dropping lower.
Trout
She lays her eggs
in a gravel nest,
crowns them with rock
and flees.
That snake sunning himself
What an attitude!
Another glove dropped
Another lost single.
Sometimes
someone
will pick one up
and stick it on a branch.
And then it waves
wanly.
Flight from flatland
It’s all in the folding.
That’s the secret
to becoming a crane.
Easter
Can you believe it –
pulling the rabbit
out of the hat
at this late date?
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