Sunday, June 3, 2012

"Get the Picture" #4

         (for Sherri)

The distance we measure as we chant,
“one, 1000, two, 1000, …” and wait
is in our heads. The boom
comes from the flash, we say;
it just takes longer.
But when time takes us into parsing bits,
it’s as if we miss the elegance
of two moments: one, of light
pink-edged and brighter-than-white at core;
the other, a ripplingly sundered instant
in which anyone is moved to feel
the air is more than solid.

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