in seclusion
Apr. 7, 2020
time unbending
coiled around my arms
deep my thigh time snagged
the rock my heel dug
wake up after never finding
lying down awake, awake
a wake of sun, ruby chested
robins pull time
snatch worm fragments, five
seconds out of the ground
coiled time unbending
an old buried wristwatch
from the dirt pulled
the way rock pulls back
from heel
time cannot be
wristwatched
rivers we step into
quartz and glass settled
to the bottom
of the nest
unbending is weaving,
the blue
speckled rock that falls to roll
under my heel
time pulled back, will never
found
in the strictures nor
vessels we tool
This poem was part of collection of “Lockdown Poems” written weekly near the beginning of the COVID-19 pandemic. A small number of typewritten prints were offered for sale.
Some of the poems were also printed onto artwork by artist Endriu (J. Andrew Gilbert) in a collaborative art project. You can find Endriu’s art here.