Saturday, December 17, 2016

the bridge








Between now and now,
between I am and you are,
the word bridge.

Entering it
you enter yourself:
the world connects
and closes like a ring.

From one bank to another,
there is always
a body stretched:
a rainbow.
I’ll sleep beneath its arches.
 


~ Octavio Paz
from The Collected Poems of Octavio Paz 1957-1987
with thanks to Love is a Place 

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