Interrupt

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The poem I have been working on
is interrupted by long shafts
of afternoon light hitting the couch
and floor.

I settle into a few moments of
attention while watching dust go
dance along the edges of
the long thin light.

We are something now, aren’t we?
Allowing messages from a distant star
to stop our calculating mind
long enough to dwell in pure wonder.

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4 Responses to Interrupt

  1. Hi Tom. I’m marking this poem, plus the artwork, for a spot on All Spiritual Things.

    Like

  2. Pingback: The Spirituality of the Poet: “Interrupt”, a Poem by Tom McCubbin – All Spiritual Things

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