We met in a strange world

…We met in a strange world, in a frenzy.
A spiral of ups and downs.
Didn’t I feel the lit orb, inside and out?
Later, I returned to the calcium
of loneliness, the fine shell spotted and cracked,
and the delicate thing ticking inside.

from “Certain Sparrow” Anne Marie Macari, She Heads into the Wilderness


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