Sunday, May 20, 2007
Under the Tilted Ceiling
Some animals after being caged
become afraid of the sky, some
love it more forever, love it
more and more and more.
The hall is an interim of justice,
its view deceives and looks like
shrink or curving - dive
below the sight line, take in
the spirit of the passage
between two voids or train tubes -
sing, bird beneath tilting rafters.
Hold, again and again, and again
the visage of the beloved. If only
we lived this once if only
we learned to live outside of cages,
to let ourselves out and
fall for the sake of the chance to fly.
(c) 2007 JL Williams
Posted by JL Williams at 5/20/2007 10:00:00 am