The Night Of Diversity Poem by Des Agos

This is the night of diversity
the night he rests his elbow on the table
everyone will tell himself
put their lives in the hands of the heart

Every time someone falls asleep
as when the eyes assume
the density of the oil before pressing
before becoming the must and wine

Density unusual
changing perceptions of time

I have access to the light of love
left open the latch of the door
I have reserved a seat, hoping to see
get your shadow