Approaching Dusk: poem for video

Approaching Dusk


something not quite seen
not quite there
approaching out of the corner
of the eye

not quite invisible
saturated with secrets
at day’s end

something in the water
the sky’s heartbeat
where the water rises
up to heaven

a small mystery
half-hidden
not quite visible

world whirling on its axis
what do you flee?

why do you hesitate?
who’s coming?
just around the corner
behind that next shadow

something like twilight
like approaching dusk
that takes the edges off the day
full of secrets

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This is the poem transcribed from my pocket notebook, written at the same time as I was shooting video segments to be edited later. This poem was used as the spoken text for the short film of the same name.