In this now…

In this now
I am utterly
where I am:
under blanket,
fire near,
pen ready,
and you at hand.

I descry
your eye
on mine
amid these
words that
I scratch.
Gazing out
from the unformed

white light of page

your sight reframes

my seeing and so my so

very important priorities
collect as refuse
at feet.

You call and I collapse,
dying to be a full moon fogged –
softened and softening:
a full stop’s


7 thoughts on “In this now…

  1. jannatwrites says:

    Nice depiction of a moment of “being”. I felt the anticipation, preparation for the inspiration and flow of words. I like the image in the phrase “dying to be s full moon fogged”.

  2. shoreacres says:

    I like the way you’ve so poetically described the tension that exists between the worlds we seek to create and the already created world that surrounds us. Their interplay is so important. The richer our experience, the more involved we are in life, the more substantive, textured, and meaningful our words will be.

    We need the world, to reframe our seeing.

    • agjorgenson says:

      Thanks. Life – including life of the spirit – is so much richer when we are grabbed by these worlds both created and being created. The scientists, among others, are gifts to theology when we receive them in the right spirit.

  3. Mary Irene says:

    Loving this flow and great heart of the words…

  4. dianerivers says:

    I so enjoyed the rhythm of this piece as I read it aloud and was able to appreciate how much you convey in the spoken as well as in the space. I especially like the image of “a full stop’s negative”. Thanks for this!

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