[from Charles Wright's Sestets, Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2009]
Consolation and the Order of the World
There is a certain hubris,
or sense of invulnerability,
That sends us packing
Whenever our focus drops a stop, or the flash fails.
These snaps are the balance of our lives,
Defining moments, permanent signs,
Fir shadows needling out of the woods,
night with its full syringe.