Yet again, ladies and gentlemen, your ATX Notebookery coordinator is an irresponsible lout! I apologize for not getting the submission out until today. Blah blah grad school blah blah. You know. Nevertheless, here is our 9th submission, a beautiful poem by my friend Bonnie. Despite all my manipulation, the image is horizontally compressed, so you should click on it to get to the Flickr page to see it properly. Here’s the text, in case you have trouble reading it.
Its grains so delicate
Soft with refined invitation
So supple in fact that the urge to reach through
The glass is overwhelming
To shatter becomes divine obsession
Even though one knows
That to shatter the glass
Is to diminish the
Delicacy of the grains
It is to defile the grain by sending it back to an older time
A rough regression
A lifetime forgotten by the polished granule
A time in which it felt the naked larger self
Exposed
Instead
Of fine and smooth
As it is now…
And so it stands
Is it worth it?
To break the glass
Impulsively
Just for one shot in eternity
At beauty
Before one’s finger is cut?
