Tag Archive: matter


Befell

What is there
after you’ve flown?

Where are you
once you touched down?

Careful there on the ledge,
perhaps you’ll not fly again.

How sad to have flown
for the last time.

When up is down
to fall is to fly.

How joyous to have
flown at all.

I’d have thought
clouds to be harder.

I invert when I fly
for I am the sky.

So inwardly
I fall.

Alight on soft pockets
of air.

Dust
on air.

I pray while
I fall.

The whole planet
is falling.

We spin and we turn and
we tilt and we yaw.

The earth rushes to us
once befallen.

© Chagall ∞

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In Edgeways

The note of the birdsong lies solidly
suspended in the hollow of blue space.

The temperature of my body is precisely
the degree of the world enveloping me.

A simple brushstroke, tapered glyphs
weighty enough to have gravity, flutters.

About you I watch dusty particles dance
in light that is more than merely a halo.

Illumination.

©  Chagall ∞

Premeditated Meditation

The soft line about me
contours my figure to ground
of which I am less certain
its makeup

Push, pull,
yaw me in space

Long-drawn
cushion of touch

A central agitation
between the eyes that is more
pressure on the optic nerve than
any real sense of being

Breath’s a valve,
there are few ways in

Contract, expel
me into ground

Is
a way out

© Chagall 2016

A Palmful

If I took all those moments and ran them as a reel
– a film rather a dance – what would they amount to
in grams on ethereal scales how much would they weigh?

© Chagall 2016

Twice

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This then is essentially done,
I just need now to go and do it.

© Chagall 2015

Principled Uncertainty

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Hope, opaque spirals spun
fast, dense blurs at center
like atoms imitate solids
though there’s nothing real
but grace

© Chagall 2014

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