Apr/May 2017 Poetry Special Feature |
Photographic image © 2017 Stuart Gelzer
Luminous Human
In the afternoon, a moment finds me
Light angled low, golden saturation
Untethered from any ordinary
Compulsion. This sudden invocation,obscure and primal, calling me by way
into cellular phosphorescence or
radiance saturating through this day
spiritual stoma, grace exchanging forfear, for dullness, for all everything else
All that I spoil, all that I am leaving
All the ways I find to poison myself
The still sacred sound of my own breathingThe juncture has passed, the light has gone down
Luminous human, I lost what I found