26.5.05

Love Bits

On a New Year's Eve

Infinity doesn't interest me

not altogether
anymore

I crawl and kneel and grub about
I beg and listen for

what can go away
(as easily as love)
or perish
like the children
running
hard on oneway streets/infinity
doesn't interest me

not anymore

(...)

but all live and all the lives
persist perpetual
in jeopardy
persist
as scarce as every one of us
as difficult to find
or keep
as irreplaceable
as frail
as every one of us

and
as I watch your arm/your
brown arm
just
before it moves

I know

all things are dear
that disappear

all things are dear
that disappear

June Jordan

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