Writing a New Leaf
this new page is here
just as morning’s here
without a mark upon it
virgin territory pristine as
Pleistocene snow
but the previous page below
is indecipherable
through the new white sheet
of this day’s blank uncertainty
it shows as lines of shadow
the absoluteness
of the leaf before
is now unclear
and as I look ahead
and let those pages slip
beneath my thumb
not only are those leaves
all deaf and dumb
they turn to mist
and fade and fail
and disappear
the good news is
this new leaf is here
.
Jim Culleny
1/30/15