Fade to Light
By Cole Swensen
Hand me this hand
The sail is bent
The trail is sold
and the wind tied in knots
Answer the phone
The tune is left
The stones uncoil
in a wide-angle lens
A search for clues
encounters bliss
A lip on the edge
of the flowering dark
A shell falls with hail
Hidden and hides
The following sky
The descending kiss.
Copyright Credit: Cole Swensen, "Fade to Light" from New Math. Copyright © 1988 by Cole Swensen. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers Inc.
Source: New Math (William Morrow and Company, Inc., 1988)