Shutters VI


The sixth of a series of twelve written at a shuttered window. Originally published in the anthology Terra Firma.

Shutters VI

For instance, the pear blossom’s coiled
descent, whispering its way to the
earth, or a cold spiracle

releasing air in time to present a new flower,
the exhalation entwined and open
like a small door to a place the sun won’t

touch, the center trembling and pale.
The between, the interval of now and
now brought to fruition. A sudden thought.

What carries it aloft cannot be held.


27 thoughts on “Shutters VI

  1. This is coming from someone who does not know that much about poetry… but I love this. It flows so smoothly. I don’t know if this is right, but I see the dust motes hanging in the light between the slats of the blinds which in turn cast darkness. I went back to read the whole set (thus far) and I also really like the first one; for its deceiving simplicity even though it offers so much more than just what’s on the surface. I look forward to reading the next six, and any other work you put out there!


    • Thank you. There is no “right” – you fill in the empty spaces with your own thoughts, experience, philosophy. Otherwise it would be, well, boring. And I’m so glad you’ve found the deceptive simplicity in these pieces.


  2. I regret not having visited your site till now since after reading your writings I feel much privileged to see a poet at work. “There is a universe in a grain of sand” – Only a poet by God’s grace can help us see it.


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