A weary soul kneels by the river,
plunging his hands in despair.
Miles away, another kneels to
wash her sorrows.
Without ever knowing, they give
to each other, the way electricity
illumines two bulbs that think
they are the only light.
Love works this way: a river that
helps each other rise, a charge
that makes each other glow.
The web of kinship is as vast as
the cries of constellations across
And the dreams we choose from
shimmer like stars in an inward
sky. They wait for the frightened
thing in us to wake, that we might
bring them into the world.
From The Half-Life of Angels: Three Books of Poems by Mark Nepo
APRIL 13: A free publication reading and conversation by Mark Nepo, to celebrate the publication of, The Half-Life of Angels: Three Books of Poems at the Kalamazoo College Library, Hicks Center, 7-9PM
For info on Mark’s upcoming events, visit: https://marknepo.com/teaching_schedule.php