Pockets of Possibility
By
Jennifer Angelina Petro
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Moment, like
Sunrise into day,
Like green shoots
From dark husks,
Like yeast in bread,
Like movement
Through the dancer’s waking limbs,
Like motion in the resting
Curtains, like momentum
Into a good idea, like breath
From your whole body,
Like an octopus unfurling
From its dark lair.
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Moment, like
A child’s fingers opening
Into your hand–
To guide you to touch the kitten’s fur,
To feel the lips of the goat nibbling feed,
To feel the weight of the fork
As it lifts from the cake,
To find the stone that acts like
A talisman in the pockets
Of possibility.
