rope swing (for Sonyusha)


It’s now been years
since you told me
in a whisper
you’d forgotten the words
you used to know
the magic

yet on your first swing out
here over the water
you already know
to only let go
just as the rope
will go no further
and untethered you rise
then hang there
somehow more than an instant
as though the sun itself
couldn’t bear to let you go.

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