Still
The night’s seam floats as a half captured thing will delay its submersion
Sufficient enough that emotion
Like tortoise shell
Will wink against moon light
Trailing what if’s like a woman’s question
Held against her soft cheek
Tight as boiled sugar
And what she’ll never show you
Is everything
The underside of a world richer
Than if you toiled all your years
To reproduce that shine

0 Replies to “What she'll show you”

  1. I too especially love that line “Tight as boiled sugar…” Your unique, unexpected images always amaze me.
    Hope you’re doing better….?
    Thinking of you (I was just looking at your book again today…) πŸ’•πŸ’ž

  2. The language and wordplay here are clever and creative, they match up with the content throughout the poem and with the photo used too:
    “Trailing what if’s like a woman’s question
    Held against her soft cheek
    Tight as boiled sugar”

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