Prescience Poem by Fred Rik Kesner

Prescience

'prescience'


one eye
foretells
a heavy shadow
where cadence falls,

another drifts
among unmade timber,
deaf to low whispers
in the wall.

Let prescience
name its price,
the place,
the hour

— it is
an unknowing breath
that keeps us whole,
tossing uncalculated dice
across the dark.











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