To the Tune of a Song Not Yet Written

To the Tune of a Song Not Yet Written

 

The sun departs through a throng of clouds
on the horizon– an overexposed photo

of an old explosion. Did it happen in our time?
the cold street wants to know. The street

which is always asking, asking! An amateur’s
snapshot, I tell it. I am always on this street

that happens to be going the way
I am going. It knows only one question

but has the patience to repeat it.
Without that question to what purpose

could a street put itself? I know eventually
the pavement will give way and the question

through the voice of dirt and rocks
and sun-warmth escaping long after dark

will sound like a song without words
or the faded caption on an old photograph

someone took of us looking at the sun
standing still against the pathless sky

3 thoughts on “To the Tune of a Song Not Yet Written

  1. robert okaji

    Durn it! My ineptitude strikes again. Seems I somehow unfollowed you (I’d guess via the i-phone, which is the bane of my existence). “It knows only one question / but has the patience to repeat it…” – Great line, one that resonates beyond these pages.

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