Sunday, September 23, 2012

Poem Written in a Coffee Shop on 29th Street


It might be
Right there
In front of you
Because some
Of the world’s
Greatest discoveries
Just happen by
Serendipity
Juan said to me
Sitting in a midtown
Coffee shop the other day
When he turned my way
And noticed my glazed
Distracted look

And then one of
Reality’s hidden dimensions
Began to cohere right there
On the page in front of me
Just like a pop up book
As I realized the clarity
Of a picture depends
Not only on the aperture
Of the lens’ setting
But also that of the heart
As it ranges from fear
In the extreme
To something more open
To the plenitude of light

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