As has been said in other contexts, It takes a village . . .
Thanks to you all!
for Jonathan Glass
the geometry
of distance annoys
is unfilled
countless shapes fly about
collide
change form
careen in other directions
when motion stops
what does the space contain?
do we require an answer?
it feels dangerous
uncertain
without movement
images and memories
slowly approach
are here
then gone
hands held
candles lit
chaotic feelings
rise and fall
within love
and loss
life's
ragged outline
becomes more clear
we must go on
so must you.
The poem is found in Retecki's collection Clouds Through Water (Small Poetry Press, 1995) . Here is a link to more of his work.
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