before departures. Time
tapers to a snake that slides invisibly
off into the long grass of the world,
though such a narrowed notion fails to scratch
the itch lodged in between
impatiently waiting for something new to happen
and clinging to what, having
already happened, slithers
off into the brush without a sound.
by Rachel Hadas
1 comment:
"...impatiently waiting for something new to happen
and clinging to what, having
already happened, slithers
off into the brush without a sound."
Dang. This digs deep and grips the soul, ya know?
Thanks for sharing friend. You always have the gems!
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