SLIVER

SLIVER

poem is a piece
of the heart, a sliver,
a part

poem is a shadow
of a shadow
of shadow itself

needle
in a darkling haystack
no way
to locate
the gist
of its spark

divine or
decisively physical

thing that
refracts, tries
its best to reflect
in the grace
of mosaic
sealed in sharp
mirror shards

poem is.

Tell all that is
out what
you can
of the in

this thing I am we you are
public private the terrain

of all
hope and despair

creature of light (said
to be) much
submerged
in own light