It Has Come to This

Pieces No. 13, paper collage, 2022

and in the end, there is only this 
	mysterious absence
fitful as a question-mark:

an apple core, a fishing wire—a note to myself
	all that you love is waiting
on the other side of paradise

a form in the mirror
the wheels have turned cold
	a symphony outran itself

the peacock feather tattooed on my arm
	is a meditation on the nature of daylight

i open a drawer, and i weep over the first
signs of spring: it has come to this
	and only this

i am alive
and my body is as naked 
	as a bed sheet

a poem ripples over the landscape
a face more beautiful than air

and that’s when i notice the pine tree
someone, somewhere ceases to be

a hawk ascending like the Nile
a dandelion full of solipsism

a pencil
	dangling by its neck

8 responses to “It Has Come to This”

  1. This is wonderful. I especially like:

    mysterious absence
    fitful as a question-mark:

    and

    a hawk ascending like the Nile
    a dandelion full of solipsism

    a pencil
    dangling by its neck

    Well done!!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. This poem is good…a lot of gorgeous lines..today, the line “and that’s when i notice the pine tree
    someone, somewhere ceases to be” really spoke to me. A friend of mine recently lost their son, and it always amazes me that in the midst of your own pain and heartache, there is another experiencing the world in a beautiful way..like “a poem ripples over the landscape
    a face more beautiful than air”..well done

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    • You’re right. It’s sometimes difficult to realize that, even in the midst of grief and heartache (or whatever obstacles we may be facing), we are still very much a part of the rhythms of life. Someone somewhere is dying. Someone somewhere is being born. Relationships are beginning and ending. Someone is bringing new art, music, and poetry into being. I’m happy you enjoyed the poem, my friend. Thank you, as always, for the thoughtful feedback.

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