O at the Edges

Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.

Let It Remain

Comfort of name,
of pleasure

freshened in
repetition, unformed

pears falling, and
the mockingbird’s

inability
to complete

another’s song.
I will take no

moment
from this day

but let it remain
here in the knowing,

in the tyranny
of the absolute

and its enforced
rhythm desiring

both flight and
maturation,

the ecstasy
of fruit grown full.

“Let It Remain” first appeared here in September 2015.

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