Photo Challenge #30 “Crashing Cranes”

Paper Cranes

John Alunan

The space between your eyes

A hieroglyph, a presaging ghost,

The marrow disk of a lotus

A down of hairs so fine

Only a spinet could have laid them.

I cannot bare the color

Of the sea when still.

The parapets of packed sand

With their clam shell windows

That look on, white as a hospital.

Birds shatter against you

Like specimen slides

And your arms imposingly woven

Waiting for the pneumatic chalk

To settle and proclaim

One of us forfeit