The crows still sing to remind us of time half spent amid half-pleasures. They sing to tell us we have become twilight omens and pincushions. You can scarcely breathe, they sing. Yet you are as sensitive now to our music as ever, the way it can seem to forge your life into talons of grief,Continue reading “Evening Concert”
Monthly Archives: December 2012
On being the Tortoise in the Race
She knew the river was far too beautiful for her to swim in even before she started the race. The sun, it seemed, had changed the rain to steam. It was like a leaf as it prepares to die. How it turns color so beautifully, how it strains not only eyes, but lips and liver,Continue reading “On being the Tortoise in the Race”
Evening’s Everything
Each baby glows. Wings unfurled, they spring from a crease of clouds. They can’t know what it’s like to see them flying overhead, to see their diapers peel away, their bodies so hairless: to see so much energy, so concentrated in what are, after all, immature muscles. Yet they move more like falcons than kites.Continue reading “Evening’s Everything”