Numinous
for Wayne Moose



filament upon filament
                   rides upon the air
                                       in the September sun,

swooping and luffing
                   and arcing down
                                      and up,

strung and stringing
                   from maples to pines
                                      in lines and lines
                                                         spinning and spun,

swooping us over
                   Fish's Eddy,

filament upon filament
                   turning and turning
                                      into slender shapes
                                                         iridescent in the light
                                                                            that plays and plays
                                                                                               in the September air,

like strands and strands
                   of nubian or flaxen hair
                                      blown into waves and waves
                                                         that touch and shine
                                                                            a city night,

swooping and puffing up
                   to touch currents
                                      by dragonflies stirred,

filament upon filament
                   arcing up
                                      and down
                                                         in the patterns
                                                                            fishermen dream and try,

silken lines wafting
                   in sin cosine rolls
                                      floating us, swooping us

as the calm of the Eddy
                   carries and lifts us
                                      through the skin of September air,
                                                         as through the Beaverkill's
                                                                            warm chill we swim,

filament upon filament
                   swooping and luffing,
                                      moving and moving into us

as neutrinos that fly and drench,
                   as autumnal love caring
                                      and carrying us
                                                         into the darkness fast and bright

like waves and waves
                   of filaments upon filaments



                                                                                               John Kryder


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