Poetry About Dissolution

The white grains vanish under the spoon. Nothing is lost, though shape has disappeared. A marriage ends in rooms divided softly. Rain takes the chalk names from the wall. Every form contains a way of leaving. Dissolution teaches matter how to travel.

Look again from the quieter edge. Nothing is lost, though shape has disappeared. A smaller detail changes the whole scene. Rain takes the chalk names from the wall. Attention loosens the first easy answer. Dissolution teaches matter how to travel.

The white grains vanish under the spoon. Hours pass, but the image does not leave. A marriage ends in rooms divided softly. It returns us to endings, separation, erosion, change, release, and forms returning to their elements. Every form contains a way of leaving. The day continues with a more attentive heart.