06.21.20 Prelude

(A poem written in reflection on my experiences of social distancing during the pandemic)

what is intimacy
if all that can be mutually found is
the abrupt?
The aloof denials
the orders
of discord, of chaos?
It is in the softness of subtleties,
the delicacy of awareness,
the tenderness that recognizes
rippling and reflected and resonant in
and it’s in all the strategies
we use to keep it selective,
even deceptive,
held at arm’s length.
Under the influence of one’s
own sphere,
intimacy is in the space
the gradual time
as instruments are gently
brought into harmonic tune.

Redwood Sorrel — Coastal Redwood forest

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