Sunday, December 29, 2013

Angels of the Shadows: A poem for December 29, 2013


Notice the angel of the shadows,
those frozen 
human-shaped 
marble lintels,
doorways,
thin places,
their wings half-spread, their gaze,
always down-ward toward the earth
 in
perfect focus 
sometimes without a carved pupil
to create near and far,
heaven and earth,
past and future--
Maybe that’s how they walk between,
their stillness asking us
to shatter stone
with our imaginations
and
acknowledge the light in the darkness.

I pull up, and pull in,
and wonder
at the itch between
my own shoulder-blades.


KBN 2013

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