string ten (in a cemetery)

the trees cast a net
of sound
in wind

*

(if tomorrow
can bother
being yesterday)

*

who am I to say
if you fall
you rise

*

I find
one of your hairs
in a book

*

we stand on a promontory
and cast nets
together

*

into a photograph
where I’m going
Be Right Back

You

The word is spoken as an accusation
Spoken as a term of endearment
It may be bafflement or certainty
There is suddenly the feeling of direction
We know which way to look now
It’s a feeling of symmetry or asymmetry
It can be very exciting
In fact it is galvanizing
To suddenly know which is the one
By which we know we are and are not