Allow me to share a poem that debuted on the Songs of Eretz Poetry Review this morning. This is the third of my poems to be published there in the Last week. All three are eligible for the Readers Choice Award contest on the SongsofEretz.com Voting begins March 1!
The Poet Says This is How You Should See
A prism is lifted to the sun. Imagine
a million nuances of color and shine,
fractal languages of symmetry
between breaths or heartbeats.
The artist knows the power of spaces,
without which there would be no means
to shape the eye’s longing.
Musician has this same knowing,
gleaned through the eardrum’s
oscillations: there is no song
Someone in your diaspora of friends
will die tonight, and in the moments
between last exhale
and the doctor’s legal declaration,
a poem is written on the window
in frost. It lingers
only as long as two pairs of eyes can see it,
and if the heart that goes
with one pair can hear it,
a song will be born,
and if the soul that goes
with one pair can see it,
here will be a rendering
in charcoal, or paint, or crayon.
This is how life continues;
The poetry between things
must draw the attention
of some realized aspect of God,
like you, or you,
and your near-desperate desire
to interpret the miracle
becomes the language, the love, the soil
something else can be born.