no. 113

milonga

he holds her

the arch of her back, her heart

in the palm of his hand

they stand

barely moving

she gives him leave

to proceed

they sway

the reach of his leg

the wīnd of her arm

as it curves

in that manner

peculiar to the embrace

the cross of her feet

the twist of his hips

all this anticipated

with great consideration

and then the music

begins

(written 1 september 2019)

no. 112

advice to self

when having a crisis of faith

and of character

meditate

contemplate

reflect on the transience

of all things living

and already expired

clarity?

confidence of conscience?

conundrum of conviction?

or

is there nothing

fraught with naught but

the thought

that the indecision

brought about by

years

both too many and too few

to make a mistake

in that moment

just stand still

and find comfort

in the fallibility

and the imperfection

the knowledge that

others have tried

and

succeeded

and tried

and failed

and still move forward

into the unknown

(written 14 august 2019)