everything looks deeper with broken rainbow eyes

warm-hard, these moments are like stone
as the leaves fall, browning. i
could fall with them, almost.
there is a loneliness
to this air, its wind. a pushing-away.

hover close, she seems
to say, warm-soft in the wet
light of her eyes. she could fall too,
almost, her wings so translucent
they don’t quite exist.

so i hover, resting.
it is a long way down
even for those who can fly.
i hover, staying. i know: pick
the sun-light out of stone and pulse

and air, and watch, and stay. there
is a loneliness to this sky
in its blue dry light
as the leaves brown and fall,
even for those who can fly.

19 thoughts on “everything looks deeper with broken rainbow eyes

  1. I enjoyed the imagery in this poem, and how precise it felt despite the simplicity of individual words. I especially liked this:

    pick
    the sun-light out of stone and pulse

    I liked the contrast between the permanent hardness of the stones and how airy and brief all the other elements of the poem felt.

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