We say
pinhole.
A pin hole
of light. We
can’t imagine
how bright
more of it
could be,
the way
this much
defeats night.
It almost
isn’t fair,
whoever
poked this,
with such
a small act
to vanquish
blackness.
-Kay Ryan
We could never become raindrops
Regardless of our tries to dive after them
They return to the bent foam
And we splutter to the surface,
Half intact and wholly alone amongst
The rimless flood
Regardless of our tries to dive after them
They return to the bent foam
And we splutter to the surface,
Half intact and wholly alone amongst
The rimless flood
