say there was a window

on the other side of the wall

For coral to take
the long-submerged chains,
something living
had to cling.

On the dry side of the wall,
someone asked
what the babies were eating.

No one answered.

Another question:
Did their eyes look back?

But who
are these
circled moments
in the widening arc?

Look.
Down.
What moves—
low,
ready?

A body bends
against sorrow,
unsure which world
it woke in.

The bars
held only flesh.
What else
we were sometimes
slipped through.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

6 thoughts on “say there was a window”

  1. thomasstigwikman – Dallas, Texas – My name is Thomas Wikman. I am a software/robotics engineer with a background in physics. I am currently retired. I took early retirement. I am a dog lover, and especially a Leonberger lover, a home brewer, craft beer enthusiast, I’m learning French, and I am an avid reader. I live in Dallas, Texas, but I am originally from Sweden. I am married to Claudia, and we have three children. I have two blogs. The first feature the crazy adventures of our Leonberger Le Bronco von der Löwenhöhle as well as information on Leonbergers. The second blog, superfactful, feature information and facts I think are very interesting. With this blog I would like to create a list of facts that are accepted as true among the experts of the field and yet disputed amongst the public or highly surprising. These facts are special and in lieu of a better word I call them super-facts.
    thomasstigwikman says:

    A body bends
    against sorrow,
    unsure which world
    it woke in.

    That is very profound

    1. Yeah agreed Stacey, this feels nicely charged

      1. And you, my friend!

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