Friday, April 18, 2008
On That Day
On That Day
On that day
when the heavens opened
so long ago,
I had no names for what was
happening,
some other realm
where I was.
All I knew was that man,
that woman, gods in my head,
in close embrace,
and I was that man, that woman,
and streams of love poured through.
How could I have guessed that you
would return so many times
over so many years.
Even now, what is it
stirring in my wrists,
turning my hands
to blossoms of light.
Nothing I can say in syllables
even now.
But when you kissed me
I fainted.
Dorothy Walters
April 17, 2008
On that day
when the heavens opened
so long ago,
I had no names for what was
happening,
some other realm
where I was.
All I knew was that man,
that woman, gods in my head,
in close embrace,
and I was that man, that woman,
and streams of love poured through.
How could I have guessed that you
would return so many times
over so many years.
Even now, what is it
stirring in my wrists,
turning my hands
to blossoms of light.
Nothing I can say in syllables
even now.
But when you kissed me
I fainted.
Dorothy Walters
April 17, 2008
(Image from the husband of Abigail Alfono)
