Wednesday, May 29, 2024


Just for a minute, 
upon our first 

when we are still 

and the world is 
all light 
and mist and innocence—

that is the time 
when we know 
without knowing

the most profligate 
meaning of confidence

For what in the world 
is each as-yet-
untrodden morning 

but a bright, 
and an earnestly
spontaneous conversation? 

And somehow,
we think—

without the 
least hint 
or embarrassment:

if I just play it cool, 
I could 
easily insinuate 

this unsuitable 
body right-
smack in the middle of it.