Stasis Poem by Geoff Lathy

Stasis



Fingers moving waterlike,
rockover,
green, clear liquid,
in dawn blinking,
eyes, reaching up
as slow as light
shadowed,
heart and breath
poised,
in motion,
less,
in
stasis,
in
time,
stonecold flies
as hands, raised,
fingers outstretched
in flames,
to the stars
in a pool,
reflecting
silence.

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