1. Paired or unpaired, all in the world
    yet moves forward–

    A smudge of ash falls through the still air, fragile as a snowflake; nuns’ shoes of molded blue rest by the temple doorstep, inscribed with names and messages.

    Together, hundreds of fish that have perished in the rivers; thousands of red-winged birds tumbling out of the sky.

    Today, only the sun smolders on the ridgetop
    between columns of oaks.

    Even this not-speaking is speaking to me.
    And tomorrow?

    Nothing to do but steel the heart again for the crossing;
    wait for the fog to clear.

    ~ Luisa A. Igloria
    01 06 2011

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