
Daniel Thomas’s third book, River of Light, is forthcoming from Shanti Arts. His previous books are Leaving the Base Camp at Dawn and Deep Pockets. He has published poems in many journals, including Southern Poetry Review, Nimrod, Poetry Ireland Review, Belmont Story Review, Amethyst Review, Atlanta Review, and others. More info at danielthomaspoetry.com
Like a slow-motion wave,
it gently turns over
on itself, crawls towards
the lip, then crests and drifts
downward, the slow unfolding
of its fall. It quietly drapes itself
over the strawberries and yogurt,
like a blanket drawn across
a sleeping child, and when
I turn the jar to curb
its flow, it makes a long,
delicious curve back
onto itself, skirting
the lip, like a girl in a swing
who relishes the pause
at the very top, before
floating back down.
Can I live like this?
To hold the undeserved
blessings of a thousand blossoms,
pocket the peak of their quick
beauty, their gleaned light,
then open myself with the passing
years, slowly unfolding
from within, to coat
my ragged world and the ones
I love with every last
sweetness.