And the One Breath
In time I will be dying and at the moment
I never am. And in time I will remember
every least crumb of indignity or love
I had in Babylon and Rigel. But lying here
now, I know nothing—not you—but yes your hair
snuffed in my eyes dark and the one breath you are always
drawing in, and these words mysteriously I know,
and my body's length and curve, and a caul of air.
From Poetry Magazine, Vol. 185, no. 4, Jan. 2005. Used with permission.
I never am. And in time I will remember
every least crumb of indignity or love
I had in Babylon and Rigel. But lying here
now, I know nothing—not you—but yes your hair
snuffed in my eyes dark and the one breath you are always
drawing in, and these words mysteriously I know,
and my body's length and curve, and a caul of air.
From Poetry Magazine, Vol. 185, no. 4, Jan. 2005. Used with permission.
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