Because it’s Spring

The ground is

The same color as a hole

In the ground. 

The first robins 

Are paradigms by default.

Would you know the difference

Between a blue jay and the moon?

My raincoat ate

Wandering and 

Bridges, filled

Its teeth with the velocity

Of the sky. And me, 

Because it’s spring, 

I invented the soles of dusk

Into rucksacks for cosmic

Travel.

Menaced by haphazard, 

Monopolies of emancipation, 

I remember too

The heckles of eternity

Up from the dirt, 

Of our breathe, 

Of our hearts,

Of our symbols.

I remember,

Because it’s spring,

How to forget

All that is the self

And all that is not.  

Your distant check bones carry

The blue-gray sky before the earth turns away.

What does it mean to leave a part of yourself behind? 

How do you know to miss it?

16 thoughts on “Because it’s Spring

  1. “Would you know the difference Between a blue jay and the moon”
    “Because it’s spring”
    “The heckles of eternity, Up from the dirt”
    “The blue-gray sky before the earth turns away.”

    Goosebumps. Love this dearly. Glad you make and share.

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