Multiple Wings Hovering in Agility Above Revelation

Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poemWaveringly, and not,

Waveringly, and not,

A giant dragonfly floats,

Passes but settles.

~ Issa [Englished by Phillip Whidden]

She did not know she understood until

The words appeared upon the page.  The pen

Revealed, as if in séance, like a spill

Of life dressed up like death.  Some clauses, then

Wreathed sentences like wings flew down like souls,

Like angels fallen down from heaven with

Light’s Lucifer and searching for the scrolls

Of truth, showed her the meaning of the myth.

Until that moment truth evaded her

The way a dragonfly goes zigging all

About.  Then suddenly it settles, sure.

At last it learns where flying feet should fall.

  She wrote.  She knew.  Till then she did not know

    But delicate and sinister words glow.

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