How Can We Not Admire

How can we not admire
emptiness especially when it’s

pregnant with superlative Light?

Explosively thrilling in its opening of our
perceptions from toe-tips to galactic

distances more numerous than
sand grains in a colossal

stretch of beach

that turns inside-out instantaneously
this world and all its gala self-

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to an interior smoother than conch-shell’s
mother of pearl and

more radiant than all of underwater
Neptune’s kingdom of diamond thrones and

glittering tridents of purest porphyry


10/15/2011 (from The Match That Becomes a Conflagration)
(drawing by author)

Categories: Poems

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