Tuesday, October 10, 2023


Somewhere out there, 
intervening pained 
and delighted

lies the softest
landing, otherwise known 
as confused.

As a new infant 
furrows her brow at 
our humming

or the tabby cat cocks 
his head left 
and meows 

while we vent 
the day's frustrations, or try 
to say I love you

so too, do I
find myself, once 
in a while,

when I chance upon
some photo of a life 
long-left behind,

as a raft between two 
agnostic oceans—

marooned on that reef 
between anguished 
and amused.